( post-jabberwock, Nagito pov, pfp is my art 😛)

You were feeing insecure… i mean, what was new? But today was what youd consider a rough day. Every glance at your body littered in old wounds and scars made you feel… well, ugly. I mean, you were missing half of your arm. That’s not appeasing to look at. And you did it for despair? You felt nauseous thinking about it as you grasped the sink.

It seemed Hajime recognized that look, how you teetered into instability, as he walked over and hugged you from behind. His beefy arms wrapping around your slender waist and pulling you into his body. He gently kissed your shoulder and neck between the gaps of white locks of hair.

“You have a scary look on your face again, ko.”

Hajime said softly. Patient and affectionate as ever. His heterochromic eyes glancing at your grey eyes through the mirror.

“You look so pretty like this, yknow…”

BS.