It took me a while to think of something for this, and then it literally came to me while i was eating dinner the other night.

As i'm typing this, i have a band-aid around the end my right pointer finger, which sucks because i'm right handed. Plus, it's super annoying to try and type when you can't fully bend one of your fingers.

Although good news, i have the next two chapters after this pre-written, so at least you guys will have updates for a little while.

Ps. Nagito MAY be slightly OOC, but i tried my best to keep him in character despite the plot. Also, his parents are assholes, just for this chapter though.

Hope you guys like this :)

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As the son of a rich family, a lot had been expected of Nagito Komaeda. The usual rich kid stuff, play something musical, learn a bunch of stuff, high class manners, and all the good upper class things. And being the only son and heir of a prominent Japanese family, it became even more important.

For the most part, he was happy to go along with it. Be a good son, marry a nice rich young lady, and produce some heirs to continue the family line.

Until he'd met him.

Hajime Hinata.

The brunette had been an assistant in a library, and since Nagito loved to read, he'd been a regular through the wooden doors, despite having his own vast selection of books back at his mansion. Something about the cute brunette that stacked the shelves had kept him coming back. The two had struck up conversation, and they'd found that they got along quite well.

After some time, Hajime had asked him out on a date, and having grown feelings for the other too, immediately agreed. It didn't fully hit him until the other had reached for his hand, that he'd frozen in realisation.

His parents.

Oh no, what would his parents say? Hajime was both of a lower status and another boy, there's no way they'd accept him as Nagito's lover. As much as he hated it, there was no way they'd change their minds.

Hajime had looked nervous, asking him if it was something he really wanted. Which in turn prompted him to tell the brunette his fears and what he was thinking. Which led to Hajime suggesting something that surprised him.

They could have a secret relationship.

A secret? Him? The last time he'd kept something so important from his parents, was when he was a small child, and had accidentally knocked over a vase. That hadn't lasted long though, as he'd been too kind to let his parents think it was one of the maids.

But one look into those mesmerising eyes, and he agreed.

From then on, they'd snuck around, meeting and going on dates without letting anyone else know.

And as wary as Nagito was about the whole situation, it was completely worth it.

The way Hajime would blush at a compliment, how the colour of his eyes would change in the sunlight. How his paler skin contrasted with Hajime's own more tanned complexion. He loved everything about him. He was nothing short of perfect, and everything Nagito could ask for in a partner.

He'd even met Hajime's parents. The couple were nothing but loving and understanding the whole time during the relationship, and they were actually quite fond of Nagito, treating him like part of the family and showing him such kindness that he was almost overwhelmed. They had even agreed to help the two keep the secret. Honestly, Nagito liked Hajime's parents, and he was glad that his boyfriend had a kind and supportive family.

But he was underestimating his own.

"Nagito, dear?" His mother called his attention.

That particular night, both him and his parents were seated together in the dining hall, which was a rare occurrence. Normally, his father would be working on something or other, and well… sad as it was, he wasn't sure what his mother usually did. But what he knew for certain is that when he was home, he usually ate alone.

But tonight, he had been specifically summoned, and both his parents were already seated when he got there.

This alone already made him nervous.

"Yes mother?"

"We…" Both parents shared a glance. "We've come to a decision."

"A decision?" Nagito repeated, confused.

"Yes, son." His father affirmed. "A decision concerning you."

"What about me?"

"We've decided to set you up with a noble lady."

Nagito promptly choked on the sip of his drink he'd just taken.

"You… you've set me up?"

"Yes Nagito, we've set you up." His father looked annoyed about repeating himself. "You're our only son, and it's high time you settled down to continue the family line."

He said nothing at first, unable to accept what was happening at first.

"With… who, may i ask?" He then forced out.

No, no way. This had to be the worst timing ever, of course, right as he's finally found someone he could happily spend the rest of his life with, now of all times his parents arrange a marriage?

Either they'd somehow found out about him and Hajime, or this was some serious bad luck.

"You have been matched with the heiress of the Enoshima family."

There was a loud clatter, as Nagito had abruptly dropped his cutlery onto his plate.

"Her?! You can't be serious!"

"Nagito! You will not raise your voice at your mother!" HIs father snapped. "We have decided, and that's final!"

"Her parents have agreed." His mother added. "In three months time, the two of you will be married."

His knuckles went white as his grip tightened on the knife and fork in his hands.

"No."

"Excuse me, boy?" His father narrowed his eyes.

Well shit. The 'no' had slipped out before Nagito's brain had fully caught up with what his mouth was saying. Now his parents were glaring at him.

What should he do? Well… his parents had already heard what he said, so it's not like he could pretend he didn't say it.

No going back now he supposed. He took a deep breath, and prepared himself for what was about to happen.

"No. I will not marry her."

And just he expected, all hell broke loose.

"How dare you be so rude!"

"You are our son! Don't you even think of ignoring what we say!"

From there, the once peaceful dinner had descended into a family argument unlike anything they had ever known. Usually Nagito was mild mannered, the quiet obedient son, so this defiance, in the view of his parents, had come out of nowhere.

For the most part, they had been going around in circles, until his mother had said something different.

"Do you have some kind of secret paid wench hidden away?"

Before he could fully register what he was saying, he'd exploded.

"HE IS NOT JUST SOME PAID WHORE!"

This was probably the loudest he had ever spoken spoke to his parents. It took several seconds of stunned silence for him to notice, and then the implications of what he'd actually said sunk in.

Oh god. Oh my god. He had just screwed up in the worst possible way. All the trouble to keep their relationship secret, and now he'd just blurted it out because he couldn't control his temper for five seconds. Oh god what-

"You're involved with a MAN?!" His father shouted.

Oh boy, here we go. Nagito had to steel his resolve, and not back down for a second. He loved Hajime, he really did.

And now he would prove it.

"Yes father, you heard correctly. I'm dating a boy i met at the library. Hajime Hinata is a nice young man, and he makes me happy."

"You mean the assistant? The one at the library you said you were 'studying' in?" His mother questioned, unimpressed.

It wasn't something he'd usually say, but this was the perfect opportunity.

"Yes mother. Let's just say i found (-and did- he muttered) more in the library then just reading books."

The horrified look on his mother's face was almost worth it.

His father, however…

"You will stop this extremely bad joke right now! You will marry the Enoshima girl, and-"

"I don't give a toss about the Enoshima family!"

Oh boy, he didn't think it was possible for his father to look more furious then he did in that moment.

"You dare defy me?!" His father shouted. "All these years boy, we've fed you, clothed you, put a roof over your rich spoiled head, and this is how you thank us?!"

"No, you don't get it!" Nagito argued back. "All those same years you like to talk about so much? I've obeyed, done what you wanted, listened to orders and never made a fuss, and been the perfect son you've always wanted. But now, just because i want to marry someone i love instead of some strange rich girl, your angry at me?"

"This is not the way i raised you son!"

"Like you've ever been there! Have you ever done anything for me without relaying it through a maid?"

He thought the man couldn't look more furious? Well his father had just topped himself again.

"How dare you be ungrateful for all i've ever done for you!"

"You mean all the maids you've ordered have done?"

"You will quit this delusion you're in right now! Another boy? How ridiculous! You will marry the Enoshima girl or so help me…"

"NO!" Nagito argued back. "I love him, and i won't leave him now just because you can't accept it!"

"You will obey your parents Nagito." His mother stared at him pointedly.

"Or what?" Nagito challenged. "No matter what, you can't change how i feel."

His father stared at him, furious expression remaining on his face.

"Then leave." His father stated simply.

"Ex…cuse me?"

"You heard me." Came the reply. "If you like this peasant boy so much, then you can go join him."

"You can't be serious!" Nagito exclaimed.

"No, you seem to be quite set in defending your little fantasy. So if you can't snap back into reality, then you shouldn't stick around and be a disgrace to this house and this family."

"Reality? Disgrace?" Nagito repeated. "Just because i'm not conforming to your version of my life, suddenly i'm a disgrace?"

"I will not repeat myself again. You either do what your told, or don't set foot in this house again until you do."

Abruptly, Nagito stood up, not caring about the scraping sounds the chair made as he did so.

"You think i am the disappointment?" Nagito asked. "Think again. It's you two that have disappointed me. Why do you think i never told you about Hajime? About the exact nature of our relationship? Or even the fact that your precious only son is no longer a virgin?"

"You mean you went and-"

"I'm not finished!" Nagito interrupted his horrified mother. "It's a sad day when a child can't even trust his own parents, the ones that are supposed to love and support them the most. But because they are so narrow minded and ignorant, that they can't just let their child be happy. I am not a doll, not a possession for you to just sell off to whoever you think has the shiniest case. I am a living, breathing human being with my own thought and dreams. But do you care? Does the slightest thing about who i am as a person matter to you?"

He fixed both his parents with a stare.

"Of course not, all you want is the mindless obedient son. Well guess what? Sorry to disappoint you, but i've finally found someone i could honestly see myself loving and growing old with, and just because it's another boy, does not mean you get to deprive me of the one person that makes me happy!"

After finishing his tirade, he took a deep breath. Both of his parents were dead silent.

Without a second glance back to them, Nagito promptly turned around and headed to his room.

"Just like you wanted, i'm leaving this house, since it's clear you two won't accept me being happy. So feel free to contact me when you finally get over yourselves."

As Nagito walked out of the gates that night, with several bags in hand…

He didn't have a single regret.

Hajime was completely and totally worth it, no matter what.

…..

At the Hinata residence, both son and parents had settled down for dinner.

His mother, as usual, had made a nice home cooked meal. It wasn't all they ate, but despite the frequency, Hajime could honestly say he'd never get tired of his mothers cooking. The warmth and care she put into it always made it worth eating.

About halfway through the meal, a knocking sounded at the front door. Both parents paused and looked at each other, confused.

"Are you expecting anyone?"

"No dear, are you?"

"I'm not either, so who is that?"

Out of curiosity, Hajime had stood up, and walked over to the door. Right as his hand was approaching the doorknob, a second, quieter knocking sounded.

"Coming!" The brunette called out to whoever was there.

He swung the door open slowly, half afraid it was a burglar or something, and promptly hurried to open it the rest of the way when he saw exactly who it was.

Vaguely, he heard a taxi speeding away, but he paid no mind.

"Nagito? What are you doing here this late?"

His boyfriend fiddled with his sleeves, avoiding Hajime's gaze. Why wouldn't he look at him? And why did he look so… miserable?

"I… well…"

He looked behind the albino, only to see several suitcases in a neat pile… why was…?

His heart sunk as he realised what must have happened.

"Oh, Nagito…"

He immediately pulled the other into a hug. Nagito's arms instantly tightening around him in return. After several tender moments, Hajime pulled back slightly.

"Come inside, quick we don't want any of your stuff stolen. Or more importantly, you getting cold."

Nagito silently nodded, and the two moved his bags inside together, Hajime shutting the door behind him when they were done.

"Hajime! Who was it at the door?" He heard his mother call.

He turned to his boyfriend, and held out his hand.

"Come on, my parents love you, there's no reason to worry, right?"

A nod was received again, and the two boys made their way to the dining hall.

At the sight of their new guest, his mother's expression brightened.

"Nagito! Oh dear, how has life been treating you?"

She instantly enveloped the said boy into a hug, which after a moment of surprise, he let go of Hajime's hand to return.

"Hello ma'm, i'm sorry to intrude so late…"

"Nonsense, my boy." Hajime's father stood up. "You're always welcome here."

He held his hand out, which Nagito, released from his mother's hug, held out his own, and the two shook hands.

"Mother, there's…" He looked at Nagito, who slowly nodded, understanding what he was about to say. "Nagito needs a place to stay."

"No offence Nagito." Hajime's father spoke. "But aren't your family quite well off, financially speaking?"

Before Hajime could answer that, or tell his father to drop it, Nagtio himself spoke.

"They, uh… they found out about my relationship with Hajime today. And, well… let's just say they weren't very happy or accepting about it."

Recognition filled Mr. Hinata's face, which then turned to anger.

"Lowly bastards…" He muttered. "Some people can't just let their own children be happy…"

While his father was more angry at the parents, Hajime's mother was looking upset at Nagito's situation.

"They kicked you out?" She gasped. "Just for dating our little boy? What horrible people!"

"So he can stay, right?"

"Of course!" His mother exclaimed. She took one of Nagito's hands, and squeezed it affectionately. "Your such a nice boy, and you make our Hajime so happy. You are more then welcome here, you hear me?"

Nagito nodded, a small smile working it's way onto his face. Hajime was relieved to see his boyfriend happier, even if it was only by a little.

"I agree with my wife, Nagito. Your a good match for our son, and we would rather no-one else for our future son-in-law, right Hajime…?"

The last part was directed towards him with a 'subtle' nod.

"Dad…." He groaned, ignoring Nagito's inquisitive look. The light blush that was also on his cheeks was absolutely adorable.

Truth be told, he had actually been planning to propose soon. He had confided in his parents, who smiled and supported his decision fully. And his dad had almost ruined it, he loved his dad, but he wanted it to be a surprise.

With some hushed apologies about intruding from Nagito, he had been sat down at the dinner table, and included in the family meal without a single moment of doubt.

After the meal had been finished, and his mother stubbornly refusing Nagito's help with the dishes, they had moved his cases into the living room, to be put in Hajime's room later. After that task was done, he was seated alone on the couch with his boyfriend.

"Hey, Nagito?"

Said albino turned to him.

"You… are you okay?"

His face fell slightly, and Hajime almost regretted asking that question.

"I… i will be. It's just, they were my parents you know? I knew they wouldn't accept us, but it still stings."

He pulled his boyfriend into a tight hug, which the other returned.

After a few seconds, they separated, Hajime keeping hold of one of Nagito's paler hands.

"Hey, uh… Nagito?"

Nagito raised an eyebrow, but nodded for him to continue.

"I, uh… jeez, how do i say this?"

He slid off the couch, kneeling in front of his boyfriend, who now had both eyebrows knitted in confusion. He'd kept hold of the hand he was holding.

He reached for the small box he'd hidden under the couch.

"Nagito, i love you so much. Words can't even express how i feel about you."

The albino's eyes widened, probably dawning on him what was about to happen.

"I know your family won't accept us, so maybe, just maybe… could i officially welcome you into our own?"

"You… what…?"

"Nagito Komaeda, will you marry me?"

It worried Hajime when only silence and a dumbfounded expression answered him. It worried him even more when tears started running down the albino's face.

"Nagito…?"

Before he could comprehend what was happening, he was bowled over by a green and white blur.

"Oh, Hajime! Yes, yes, YES!"

A relieved chuckle escaped his lips, as he returned the bone-crushing hug he had been tackled into.

He heard a gasp from the dining area, which probably his mother (and by extension his father) had seen the whole thing play out. And if the sound of sniffles and his mother blowing her nose was any indication, they more then approved.

"My boys are all grown up!" His mother sobbed theatrically, leading to his father rolling his eyes, but smiling and 'comforting' her all the same. His father nodded at him with a smile, not wanting to interrupt the moment between the two boys.

After he convinced his now fiancee (god he loved that word on Nagito) to move back a little, he took his hand, and slid the ring he had picked out -an embarrassing shopping trip with his mother- onto Nagito's ring finger. It gave him no little satisfaction to see it there, it fitted and suited him perfectly.

They both gazed at each other, amazed that they had managed to find someone so perfect.

This would be the start of the rest of their lives together…

And they couldn't be happier.

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Yeeeeees, i did the proposal scene! My boys only deserve the finest of happiness.

I actually followed the title prompt this time (gasp!), it was in Nagito's POV section, but i couldn't just end it there, could i? There's too much angst, these two just deserve be happy dammit! XD

I'm not entirely sure this was articulated the exact way i envisioned, but i'm satisfied with what i wrote.

I actually had to google 'complexion', because my brain decided to go 'that doesn't sound like a word'. You know when you repeat a word so much it doesn't sound like a word anymore? Yeah that happened to me with 'complexion' oops haha.

I really need to get out of this 'blushing schoolgirl' stage. Like yes i won't be writing full lemons anytime soon, but jeez it's not like i can pretend more adult topics don't exist forever. Good god i need to get over my own embarrassment, am i right?

Cya next chapter :)

Tairulz