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T/W There are themes of past trauma, mental abuse, and suicide. This is a warning.

Hajime looked over at me with anger in his eyes. I could tell he was jealous by the blush on his face and because of how I saw Nagito give him a side glance. Nagito backed away from the embrace and faced Hajime.

"Is my little Tsun-Tsun jealous~" Nagito teased, making Hajime blush harder. His daughter was giggling in the background making me think that this was something that happened often.

"N-no!" He yelled, turning his head to the side. His arms moved away from Nagito and were now folded over his chest. Nagito was smirking before he moved over to pull Hajime into a kiss. His eyes went wide and he tried to push him away but Nagito held him closer any time he tried to resist.

"I bet you still are~ don't you worry though! You are my one and only!" He said, nuzzling his head into Hajime's hair. I laughed at this because it reminded me of what Shuichi does sometimes to me...this is because of the height difference...but I decide to not let that bother me.

"I-I know that...can't we just get off this topic..." Hajime sighed before Nagito let him go. I smirked at him before he came back over to me.

"What the hell happened to the 5 of you?" He asked, gesturing to our wounds. I completely forgot about them...

"Well...to give you the brief explanation...we escaped a killing game and had to kill the mastermind before we could get away." I said looking to the side not wanting to admit the people we lost when I was the one leading them. Shuichi gently held my good hand and rubbed the back of it with his hand, reminding me that he was there with me and that I wasn't alone.

"I see...well we should bandage you all up then, so the wounds don't get infected." I flinched thinking about getting my hand and other wounds cleaned and bandaged. I looked up at Shuichi and saw that his bandages from the wound on his head were already dirty again.

"Yeah, that would be good," I said before Nagito went up the stairs to get some first aid supplies. As he did this Hajime walked over to me and put a hand on my shoulder. I could feel Shuichi flinch from beside me. I felt a little nervous from this confrontation but I kept a smile on my face and a cautious look in my eyes.

"How do you know Nagito...?" He asked with a blush on his cheeks. I smiled before remembering all the memories I had with Nagito from when I was a bit younger.

"I knew him from highschool, he was a substitute teacher in one of my classes and we became really good friends after that. He was subbing for my math teacher and he was actually very understanding of anyone who couldn't get the homework," I paused for a moment to take in a breath.

"and then a little later I was his roommate for a short while because my parents made the home I was living in unsafe, so the authorities deemed him as my guardian from that time...but then Hope's Peak opened housing and Nagito and I didn't see each other for a long time...and I'm assuming that's when you and him got married." I finished with a proud smile. God I miss those days when we could just laugh and talk until three in the morning without a care. I'm glad that he is one of the first people I saw after escaping that godforsaken place.

Hajime seemed to calm down after hearing this. "I'm surprised that he never mentioned you before to me...," He said with a frown. I giggled as Nagtio walked down the stairs with the supplies.

"Ah, you must have told him then~ see Haji~ he was a good friend to me, so don't be jealous of my best friend Haji," He teased again rustling his hair as he ushered us all into his living room. His living room was a nice homey space. The sun was coming in from the side window so a light didn't have to be turned on to see. The walls were a light blue color while there were two light grey couches. There was hardwood throughout the whole house and it was a nice dark grey color and there was a dark blue rug to compliment it.

"Anyway, here, Go-go do you want to help papa?" Nagito said with a smile as Go-go jumped up with excitement.

"Yeah!"  She exclaimed as she rushed over to Nagito's side. He smiled slightly as he gave her some of the wipes and cotton to clean the wounds.

"Remember to be gentle, like when Papa was cleaning you knee when you feel off your bike," He said cupping her cheek to make sure she was listening. She nodded quickly before he gave her head a pat.

"Ok then, you take care of the girls over there ok? And I'll take care of Kokichi and his boyfriend." He said making my cheeks become red. I wasn't embarrassed to be called Shuichi's boyfriend or anything...I was just surprised that he was able to put that together without seeing anything other than us holding hands.

"Here I'm going to take this off so I can clean your wounds." He said gesturing to the bandage on my hand and my shirt. I gave him a nod before he asked Shuichi to take the bandages off his head. Shuichi slowly started to take them off before I looked down at my hand...oh god...I have no idea what Tsumugi could have put on my hand...

"Kokichi?" Shuichi asked me as Nagito was cleaning his forehead. I didn't notice that I was frowning and tears were forming in my eyes. I wiped any tears that may have fallen before I looked over to him.

"Yes~?" I asked in a teasing tone. I could tell by his eyes that he wanted to talk to me in private...but that's going to have to wait!

"Nothing..." He whispered looking away from me. From this action I felt guilty about not being honest moments before...and just telling him that I was feeling off...I wasn't sure why, but I'm sure I can figure that out, hopefully anyway.

"Kokichi can you take off-" He started before I interrupted him.

"Yeah sorry," I said, taking off my shirt before taking off the wrapping on my wrist and hand. My hand had a black tattoo that was still all puffy and red from being done only earlier today...the tattoo only had a dead Joelle on the front with the words 'it was all your fault' This made my eyes tear up. God...of course she knew about that night, of course she knew how it was my fault that she died that day...

I looked away, burying my head into Shuichi's arm letting some tears fall from my eyes. Shuichi wrapped an arm around me and gently rubbed my back as I shook with silent sobs. I don't want to have to be associated with that anymore...I'm not him, he isn't me...he killed her and it was all my fault she died, because I let the situation get out of control...

It

Was

All

My

Fault

I cried into his shirt before Nagito started cleaning my wounds, it made me flinch but I was already too preoccupied with the thoughts coming to my mind...his voice rang throughout my thoughts and they just made me cry harder.

Come on~ Let me do that all over again~

You know you don't really deserve any of this right?

You know that you deserve to be punished...

You deserve death

.

.

.

She was one of the people who stopped me from ending it on that night...February 14th...the day I was planning to end it all, I already said goodbye to all of my friends and was ready to end it. But she called me that night when I was in the act of attempting...and she saved my life...but then a few days later...she got killed because of me, she is dead because of me...I should have had more control over that situation...but it was all over.

"All done," Nagito said, making me look back down at my hand, there were bandages all over my hand making the tattoo impossible to see...I never want to see that again...but now it's deep in my skin...

"Thank you Nagito," Shuichi said before there was a knock at the front door.

"Who could that be?" Hajime asked Nagito who stood up to answer the door.

"I'm not sure...maybe it's the police?" He said raising his shoulders in a shrug as he put his hand on the door knob. I could see the door open and there were two police officers at the door. One of them had dark brown hair and red eyes while the other had long lavender hair with the same color of eyes. Who are these people...they don't look like police officers...they could be detectives, that is part of the police force technically...

-Here is today's update! I have up until nightmares 8 recorded and ready to go on my channel, I am going to be posting one part a day--so there is a scheduled time for them to come out everyday! Thank you all so much for reading!-

-ShuichiOuma010-

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