"I think I'm in love with Nagito."

Hajime suddenly felt his heart drop. 'Did I really say that out loud?' Sure, he had felt his lips move and the vibrations from his throat, but did he actually say that? Hajime's palms felt sweaty as his eyes darted around the floor. The room was completely silent for what seemed an eternity. Hajime sighed in relief, 'No one must've heard then."

Fuyuhiko put the playing cards down, "It's about damn time."

Hajime quickly looked up to see his friends' amused faces, "What do you mean exactly?"

Souda rolled his eyes, "Like it's hard to you looking like a lovesick puppy every time he comes around."

The card game that Hajime's classmates had previously been playing was quickly discarded with that comment.

The dorm room's door swung open and Izuru strode in.

"Hey, Izuru. What brings you-?"

Izuru outreached his hand, "All of you, pay up."

Everyone rolled their eyes as they took out the cash from their pockets.

Hajime gaped at them, "You betted on me?"

Peko shook her head, "Your brother is the culprit."

"Izuru…"

"It was quite fortunate I added interest onto the contract."

"You made everyone sign a contract?"

Izuru nodded, "It was the way I could make certain of my profit."

"Just how much did you make?!"

"From my calculations, around 59 thousand yen."

"The hell?! That bastard robbed us blind!" Fuyuhiko shouted, "I'll fucking kill you! You wouldn't have that dumb look on your face if you were the one who had lost!"

"You may want to re-examine the contract. It never mentions me having to pay you."

Fuyuhiko threw the paper the ground "This was a one-sided bet, you asshole!"

Izuru ignored him and turned to Hajime, "I believed you were not as stupid as you looked unlike your so-called friends. Instead of being spiteful, you should be praising me."

Hajime glared at Izuru, "I'm not thanking you for deciding the value of my feelings. And we have the same face remember?"

Izuru scoffed, "Mine is perfect unlike yours."

"That literally makes no sense!"

"Since you did your part and admitted your feelings, I am willing to pay for your first date."

Hajime was flustered, "Who said anything about a date?"

"Oh, that's right," Chiaki mused, "You haven't confessed to him yet."

Ibuki stretched, "All right! Ibuki wants us all to go on a field trip then."

"Huh? Where are we going?"

"To Nagito's dorm obviously."

Hajime raised an eyebrow, "Why there?"

"So you can confess to Nagito, duh," Hiyoko sighed, "You'd think that you'd catch on now that you're in college."

Hajime stood up, "H-hold on now. I didn't say I was going to tell him."

Souda rolled his eyes, "And why wouldn't you?"

"B-because if I do," Hajime suddenly grew quiet, "Nagito might say that he doesn't feel the same way. I'd rather stay as friends then ruin it with such a huge revelation."

Gundham murmured, "Only mortals could be so foolish and blind."

"I guess there's only one thing we can do," Mahiru crossed her arms, "Nekomaru, grab him."

"Wha-?" Hajime felt himself being lifted up, "What the hell are you guys doing?"

"Mikan, grab some rope."

"R-right away!" Mikan scrambled through the drawers.

Sonia stated, "And I shall bring a chair!"

"Miss Sonia, please don't overexert yourself," Souda told her, "I'll carry it for you."

At Nagito's Dorm...

Nagito Komaeda had been known to have a peculiar luck cycle. After all, that's why he has the title of being the ultimate luckster. These days, his bad luck wasn't as severe and the good luck he's been receiving had been relatively tame. But that doesn't mean Nagito hasn't still been getting into odd situations.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Just a moment please!" Nagito opened the door, "I'm sorry. I was just in the middle of cleaning up. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"There is," Sonia said, "Mind if we come in?"

5 minutes later…

"Can I offer anyone tea?" Nagito asked.

"W-we'll be leaving shortly," Mikan bowed her head, "S-sorry to impose on you."

Nagito waved his hand, "It's not at all a problem."

Mikan started to unbutton her blouse, "I-if you want, you can draw on me or take my clothes off or anything else that'll make you forgive me!"

Nagito furiously blushed, "T-that won't be necessary. Please keep your clothes on, Mikan."

Teruteru interjected, "It's rude not to accept apologies from a lady, Nagito~"

WHACK

"I'll go grab the first aid kit," Nagito went into the bathroom.

Teruteru rubbed the back of his head, "I wouldn't mind if you hit me harder, Izuru."

Izuru grimaced, "Perverts like you and my brother are truly a disgrace to society."

Hajime struggled in Nekomaru's hold, "I'm not a pervert!"

"There has been a rumor going around that you steal underwear."

"What? Who's been saying that?"

"If you refuse to tell Nagito your true feelings, I will confide in Junko and she will tell the whole university a minute later."

Nagito came back with the kit in his hands, "I have it ready."

"Put it back," Peko told him, "There's no need to waste such essentials on someone like him."

'Maybe the problem isn't my luck, but my friends,' Nagito thought watching the group tie Hajime to a chair.

Hajime struggled, "W-why are you guys doing this? Friends don't kidnap each other!"

"All right, everyone," Ibuki opened the door, "Our field trip is over. We'll hang out at Ibuki's now!"

"Wait! What about me?"

"That's right, I forgot," Mahiru turned to Nagito, "Hajime has something important to tell you, so don't untie him until he tells you. We'll leave the two of you to have some privacy."

Teruteru stopped along the way, "Nagito, now that Hajime is all tied up. You can do whatever you want to him. There's also some duct tape in case he gets too noisy."

"Guys, please don't forget to bring Teruteru with you."

"Ugh, don't remind me," Akane said as she dragged Teruteru across the floor before slamming the door shut behind her.

"I definitely need some new friends."

Nagito smiled brightly, "What luck! I had the same exact thought, Hajime!"

"This isn't exactly something you should be happy about."

An hour later…

"Hajime, would you like a cookie?"

"Maybe if you untie me first…"

"You know I can't do that," Nagito frowned, "Mahiru told me…"

"Well, screw her!" Hajime clenched his first against the wooden arms of the chair.

"Hajime, I understand your frustration…"

"No, you don't!" Hajime snapped, "Do you even know what she wants me to say to you?"

Nagito's head was down, "N-no…"

"Then, shut up!" Hajime gave an exasperated sigh.

It was only a few seconds that Hajime felt the guilt slowly creep into his heart. 'What was I thinking yelling at him like that? Shit, there's no point in confessing to him now. I could make up a secret or something to get him to let me go. Maybe I could tell him about that underwear rumor Izuru was planning to blackmail me with," Hajime grimaced, 'Nope, I'd rather die before saying something so embarrassing.'

Hajime's train of thought was interrupted when he heard sniffling in front of him, 'Did I really make him cry?'

Hajime's glaze softened, "Nagito…"

"I'm fine. I'm fine," Nagito refused to lift his head up, "I just have a small cold. I wouldn't want you to see how disgusting I look right now."

"I'm sorry," Hajime lowered his voice, "For yelling at you and for making you cry."

"I-I told you, Hajime, I'm not-"

"All because I couldn't just tell you I had a crush on you. I really am the worst."

"A crush?" Nagito finally brought his tear-stained face up to Hajime, "You have one on me?"

Hajime groaned, 'I really need to learn how to bite my tongue sometimes.'

"Yeah, a gigantic one."

"Why didn't you want to tell me?" Nagito rubbed his eyes, "You could have been out of that chair ages ago."

"B-because it's embarrassing to admit that I have such deep feelings for you! A-and I didn't…"

Nagito looked over at Hajime, "You didn't what?"

"I didn't want to… ruin our friendship."

"Why, that's silly!"

Hajime looked hopefully at Nagito, "It is?"

"We haven't been friends for a while, Hajime."

Hajime felt someone ripped his heart to shreds, "I, uh, should get going now. If you could just free me…"

"You don't want to stay for a bit longer?"

'And have me breaking down here?'

"Yeah, I'm sort of feeling a bit sick here."

"That's a shame. I hope you feel alright in time for our date."

Hajime's eyes widened, "D-date?"

"Yeah," Nagito began to tug at the rope strings, "For our dinner later."

"The restaurant I wanted to show you is a date?"

"Of course, it is," Nagito successfully removed the ropes from Hajime's wrists, "How else would you explain the two of us spending time alone with each other every weekend for the past few weeks?"

Hajime rubbed his wrists, "Then, that would mean… we're dating?"

Nagito smiled, "What else would you call it?"

"I dunno, hanging out?"

"Oh, I must've misinterpreted things," Nagito gave a final tug at the last of the rope strings, "You're free to go now."

"Well, I'm staying here with my boyfriend."

Nagito swallowed, "Y-you have a boyfriend?"

"Now, who's the idiot here? It's you, obviously."

Nagito sighed in relief, "Thank goodness. But, boyfriend?"

"Why not?" Hajime rubbed the back of his neck, "We've been on a couple dates and you've met my parents. Not to mention, you did spend the holidays with us once or twice."

"Wow, someone as wonderful as Hajime is my boyfriend."

Hajime blushed, "Anyways, why don't we hang out for a bit before we head out for dinner?"

"That'd be wonderful!"

The Next Day (9:20 am)…

"...And now, we're officially dating."

Fuyuhiko and the rest of the group walked with Hajime to their shared morning class, "I swear you have to be the most idiotic person I have ever met in my life. And that's saying something considering we know Souda."

"Hey!"

"Nagito, when did you and Hajime start dating exactly?" Peko asked.

"Hmm, maybe two months now."

Peko began to type on her phone, "If that's the case, Izuru owes everyone half of their money back."

"Well, Izuru?" Souda smirked.

Izuru tossed his hair, "If you had read the fine print, you would have noticed it states that there will be no refunds regardless of the situation."

"Alright, that's it!" Fuyuhiko yelled, "Everyone grab him!"

Izuru bolted in the opposite direction with the majority of the group on his tail.

"Looks like your brother is having fun, Hajime," Nagito smiled at his new boyfriend.

"I guess he is," Hajime frowned, "But, why do I feel like I'm forgetting something?"

Later that afternoon (1:34 pm)…

"Izuru!" Hajime ran into the lunch hall, "Where the hell are you!"

"Hajime," Izuru greeted him calmly, "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"So, you're playing innocent now, are you?" Hajime hissed.

Izuru sighed, "What are you accusing me of?"

Hajime slammed his hands on the lunch table, "Liar! I always knew all along that you were the evil twin!"

"Dude, you need to chill out," Souda leaned back into his chair.

"He's been spreading rumors about me!"

"In my defense, I had not been made aware of your confession to Nagito before they spread."

Hajime groaned, "Because of you, everyone on campus thinks I'm a pervert!"

Chiaki yawned, "Can't you just explain they're lies?"

"I can't!" Hajime sat down and hid his face in his hands, "It's utterly humiliating!"

"If it consoles you in anyway, I can never dissociate from you. Therefore, people will mistake me for your perverted self."

"You have some way of showing you care."

Izuru nodded, "I will never give up on you even if you try to demolish my social reputation."

Hajime laughed, "You always know how to crack me up, Izuru."

Izuru stared blankly at his twin, "I do not understand."

"Hajime!" Nagito panted as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

"What's up with you guys?" Akane said as she bit into another piece of her sandwich, "Can't you walk like normal people?"

Nagito intensely stared at Hajime, "I've heard some things going around campus."

"Wait! It's not at all-"

"S-so, here!" Nagito blushed and quickly shoved something at Hajime before running off.

"Huh?" Hajime looked down at what he was holding and his cheeks immediately burned red.

Souda whistled, "You lucky dog. Getting your boyfriend's underwear, huh?"

Gundham scowled, "Truly a repulsive creature."

"Y-you don't understand," Hajime pointed at his brother, "H-he…"

"I refuse to be in your presence for any longer than I have to," Izuru promptly stood up and left.

"Well, I'm going to get a head start on my classes and leave now," Sonia said briskly walking past Hajime.

Hajime slammed his head on the table, 'Could this get any worse?'

Little did Hajime Hinata know that the rumors would not blow over. In fact, they would escalate with each passing day. Everyday for next three weeks, Hajime would receive underwear in his mailbox. It would later stop as Nagito made an embarrassing show of kissing Hajime in the middle of class. But, Hajime would spend the remainder of college haunted by that rumor.