Requested by: Rerewritesokaystuff

Third Person POV :

Hajime was worse than ever. He was struggling so much after finding out about Izuru. He was staying in his room for most of the day, save for a few sad meals with him, usually tension building slowly in the air. Gundham had noticed that he had begun to speak less and less during these lonely dinners and lunches, to the point where he was completely silent.

He wished Hajime would talk again, because, no matter how much he tried to deny it and say he loved Sonia, he had a crush on Hajime. He missed the way his laugh could fill a room with smiles and make everyone laugh too, and the way his eyes sparkled under the sunlight. His hair, oh how he wanted to run his bandaged fingers through it...

Back on track, Gundham. He had to find a way to make him feel better. He tried to recall what made him happy, and remembered how much Hajime loved fizzy orange juice. He almost sprinted to the nearest vending machine, and bought a Fanta.

As he walked up to Hajime's door, he took a deep breath before knocking.

Hajime's POV :

After a while of just brooding and thinking about how stupid this all is, I heard a knock on the door. "Go away." I snarled. I couldn't be dealing with any company right now. "Mortal, I brought you some of that.. fizzy orange beverage you enjoy so much." Gundham? What's he doing here?

I walked over to the door and opened it slowly. He smiled a little as I opened the door. "The beverage." He passed it to me. "Thanks." I grabbed it and tried to shut the door, but Gundham stuck his foot in the door space.

"Hey- move your foot!" I snapped. Gundham sighed. "No. Let me in, and let us talk whilst the gods listen." I opened the door again. "Come.. in then.."

Gundham POV : (lmao I'm so sorry for the constant pov switch)

As I got a good look at the state of his room, I gasped. It was a total mess. Things were flung everywhere, and some items, like pictures, had been taken off the walls and thrown.

Hajime gestured to the bed with a half-hearted smile. I nodded and sat down on the bed. He stood there awkwardly as I sat there. "Sit. It is your bed." I patted the space beside me. He hesitated at first, then sat down.

"Please, Hajime. You need to talk to someone about him. At some point it'll chew you up inside and you really won't be able to face us anymore." I said. He seemed to wince, an immediate look of worry on his face. He turned to me, took a deep breath and..

"He's always there.. like he's mocking me silently. He's killed.. so many people. And- And I don't know if he likes any of you! I can't.. just let him run rampant! And he's so much better than me, he has so many talents.. what if you guys replace me?!"

I widened my eyes. He thinks we will replace him?! If that were to happen, which it definitely will NOT, we'd all be crushed. "Mortal, if you don't let him out he's going to force himself out, and that'll just cause you more pain. And we would never, ever replace you! Izuru is so different. We like you more than Izuru." He smiled.

"Thanks.. I needed that." I opened my arms wide as a signal for a hug, and he looked slightly shocked. He leaned in hesitantly as we hugged. "It'll get better, mortal."

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