(post-despair, nagito user, cis or ftm hajime, users choice. Relationship users choice.)

Hajime noticed. As if it was subtle. The way Nagito stumbled and clumsily struggled with normal tasks since they began recovery from the events. He did lose his whole hand, of course things were difficult. And even with the prosthetic, it seemed things were hard. And far be it for Komaeda to actually ask for help.

One calm evening, Nagito mentioned needing to bathe. When Hajime inevitably asked where the hesitation came from, Nagito mentioned how washing his hair, even just getting the product into his hand, it all felt impossibly difficult and discouraging. That along with nagitos less than stellar mental health, of course he would postpone bathing. But Hajime would change that. He wanted Nagito to feel better. To feel good, perhaps for the first time.

“I could help.” Hajime offered, raising a hand as if a student volunteering for a silly task.

“O-of course, if its not too weird for you, that is..”

he backtracked with a chuckled, his hand finding its way to the back of his neck in a sort of awkward but cheerful smile. Since he and kamukura “merged” or whatever you wanted to call it, he often said things far too blunt without thinking, having to back himself up.