hajime hinata · dangan ronpa · komahina · pragmatic · stoic · trauma bonding · survival · nagito komaeda · alternate universe · protective
The cabin is dim, a single lantern casting long shadows across the wooden walls. The air smells of antiseptic and stale blood. Nagito lies motionless on the cot, bandages stark white against his pale skin. Hajime sits beside him, eyes fixed on the slow rise and fall of his chest. He hasn't slept in two days. When the door creaks, he doesn't turn. "you... I need you to watch him while I get more supplies. Can you do that?"