Playing Through Scarlet And This Psyduck Wants To Talk To Me About My Lizard Bikes Extended Warranty.

Playing through Scarlet and this Psyduck wants to talk to me about my lizard bike’s extended warranty.

Help.

Do you know how much research I do for my fics? A surprising amount. It’s fascinating to me what I learn from creating these stories. All kinds of interesting facts, like how ten seconds of laser exposure can blind an eye.

But back to this, time for some fun again with our favorite god of luck, Nagizuru!

Btw, I’m so glad people are liking this au. It really helps to motivate me to make more. All of y’all are awesome.

Izuru was an expert on many things. He knew every subject and could perfect any craft. Nothing was out of reach for him.

But none of those held any interest to him. He did not care that he was better than any tennis player or was more knowledgeable than a rocket scientist. No. Instead, he prided himself on being the sole expert on one particular subject.

That being his dear caretaker.

He had memorized every interaction that they had together. He picked up on the little tells on how he was feeling. He knew exactly what words could envoke specific reactions. No one else would know him as well as Izuru.

As such, it was as clear as day when he came into his room that something was not normal. His breathing was faintly heavier. His cheeks were flushed. His eye betrayed his tiredness. And his gait was not as stable. All tell tale signs of one thing.

“They force you to work even when sick. I suppose sick leave was not a part of your contract,” he stated as he stared at his caretaker.

Hajime stiffened for half a second, clearly trying to hide his current state. “I’m perfectly fine. There’s no need for you to be concerned.”

“Oh, I wasn’t concerned. This level of fatigue and illness poses no threat to your state and your quality of life after it passes.” He smiled wider. “That is, if the issue is nipped in the bud fast enough. Now tell me, what do you plan to do?”

Hajime stubbornly shook his head, though the action appeared to cause him some dizziness. “Well, you are right that I’m not feeling well. But I won’t let a cold stop me. I wouldn’t accept anyone else coming in to take care of you. They would mess something up. And I know you wouldn’t like it either.”

Well, well, well. Hajime certainly knew him and his mannerisms, too. He was correct. He would not accept anyone else. If another tried to take Hajime’s place, they would regret it the millisecond they entered. And he would have to be a true blind fool to not notice Hajime’s growing obsession with helping him. It was something he would not permit to end prematurely. Therefore…

“Hajime. You are to remain in my room after your duties. You won’t disobey my request, will you?”

Hajime had not expected that, the flush growing stronger on his cheeks. “N-no sir. I wouldn’t dream of disobeying you.” He took a few calming breaths before purposefully reaching for the items on the cart. And so began the dreadfully boring routine. Izuru was confident that none of the numbers changed any significant amount. Except possibly his weight when the staff decided to be cheap on his food supply. But thankfully that had not happened in a while. Perhaps the string of… accidents had an impact on that decision.

But that mattered little. It only served as a fast distraction while Hajime finished the tasks he had to do. He also found very slight enjoyment in eating, even if everything he got wasn’t the most flavorful. He didn’t blame his caretaker for this, as he knew how stingy the other people here could be. But the act of eating was interesting in comparison to simply sitting motionless. It gave his body something to do.

But as always, it ended too fast. But that was of no importance at the moment, as he had a plan he was more interested in carrying out. Which involved his dear caretaker, who dutifully finished what he was writing.

It was good timing as well, as the caretaker’s legs were getting more and more unsteady with each passing second. He was barely able to push the cart out of the room before they gave out. In the blink of an eye, Izuru got out of bed and caught him before he hit the floor. He tsked as he transported his caretaker back over to his bed. “I do seem to recall your claim of being fine. Would you care to amend that now?”

Hajime was a mixture of scared and embarrassed, a cute combination if he were being honest. Not that he would admit that to anyone but himself. And it increased when Izuru forced him to lay down on the bed, keeping his palm pressed right in the middle of his chest. “Now then. You are going to be good and stay right there. Do not move from this position. I shall return momentarily,” he ordered.

He didn’t wait to hear a reply, walking over to his bathroom and grabbing a washcloth. He ran it under the faucet for a few moments before wringing it out and returning to his room. He was delighted to see that Hajime was in the exact same position as before, having taken his commands to heart.

He rewarded such obedience with the washcloth on his forehead and a caress to his cheek. “Most excellent. Now we can enjoy this time together.” He sat down on the side of the bed, close to Hajime’s head. From this position, Hajime wouldn’t be able to leave easily. Not that the brunette could or would, on account of his sickness and loyalty. “You did well to perform your duties before running out of energy. What resilience you have. And what devotion to your position.” He leaned in close, whispering in his ear. “And yes, I would have torn any other soul that wasn’t you apart. And maybe even have stormed through the building searching for you. And I would have found you. But you came to me, so lives have been spared.”

He could practically see the shiver that went up the caretaker’s spine at these words. He loved having this effect on him. It was so… entertaining. But he leaned back, not intending to overwhelm him so much while ill. “I cannot acquire medicine for you. Nor can I bring you warm broth. I can, however, help you sleep. So that is what I shall do. You will remain here until I decide you have gotten an adequate amount of rest.” He rested his pointer finger on Hajime’s lips, silencing him before he even attempted to reply. “Do not fret about consequences. There shall be none. Allow your mind to relax. You don’t want someone else to take your place because your condition got worse, right?”

There was a flash of anger at the idea in the one hazel eye. Seems like he wasn’t the only possessive one. An interesting factor to have in common. And one he would use to his advantage. Not that Hajime needed any convincing to do much when Izuru applied just the right amount of pressure.

And speaking of pressure, he had a task to do. He reached a hand around to the back of his caretaker’s neck, pressing firmly on either side of his spine under his skull. He also grabbed one of his hands, turning it so the palm was up and pressing down on a spot just below his wrist. “Breath and close your eyes. Forget about your stress and your position. Allow yourself to melt away into unconsciousness,” he said in a soothing tone, utilizing his multiple talents.

Hajime let out a sigh, relaxing back on the mattress. His visible eye grew heavier, closing after only a few seconds. Izuru kept up the acupressure until he knew Hajime was asleep, breathing long and heavy.

Izuru removed his hands from their positions, only to place them on other locations. One ran through the spiky brown hair, the other removed the eye covering. He also put aside the washcloth, not wanting to get his sheets and pillow wet. He knew Hajime would rush to change them if they did get soaked, and that’s the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. No, he needed his caretaker to sleep. To stay on his bed and allow Izuru to monitor him and his health. And of course, provide an access to physical touch.

“I wonder what my previous life would say if he was here to witness this…” Izuru muttered under his breath to himself. Oh, he could definitely predict what Nagito Komaeda would have said and done. Cursing and frantically trying to figure out how a Reserve Course had managed to ingrain himself so deeply in his life. And how he wasn’t opposed to it whatsoever. But Izuru stopped that contemplation there. That man was dead and gone. No need to focus on him anymore.

So instead, he returned to staring at Hajime. An act he had done so often since their first meeting. And one he never got bored of.

How far this singular human had come. From nothing to incredibly vital to the world’s survival. Izuru knew very well now that if anything severe happened to his dear caretaker, then he would watch the world burn.

It really was unfortunate that this was the thought that was interrupted when Hajime’s radio on his belt crackled to life. Unfortunate for everyone.

“Hinata. State your current location. You have not returned with the results. Respond now.”

Those irksome doctors. The ones responsible for all the pain and suffering he had to endure. For his imprisonment. Punished for their lack of planning and fear. There were so many things he wished he could do to them to pay back the pain. But sadly, he could not in his current state.

So he settled for the next best thing. He grabbed the radio off his caretaker’s belt and pressed the button. “I would advise you to be silent. My caretaker is resting to recover from illness. No one is to enter my floor. And none shall attempt to retrieve him until I am done with him. You would do well to listen, unless I need to remind you exactly why you have Hajime here in the first place.”

Radio silence. The one who had issued the instructions did not respond to this. And no one else chimed in. He took that to mean they were listening to him for once. Excellent.

Now knowing that there would be no interupptions, he set the radio aside on a nightstand, retuning to his previous activities. Stroking the brown hair and looking at the one person who mattered in the world to him.

“Sometimes I find your obliviousness endearing. But in other instances, I do wish you had more awareness. I have not been hiding my fascination for you, yet you don’t see it. How long will it take, I wonder?”

He removed his hand from the hair, intending to go wet the washcloth again. Hajime’s eyes pinched in his sleep, mourning the loss of the appendage. He rolled over, extending a hand out a few inches. And he mumbled something. “I…zu… ru… stay…”

For one of the first times in his existence, Izuru felt his heart stop at the realization. Hajime had said his name. Not only that, but he was asking for him to stay. Well now, he simply couldn’t leave the bedside after that. So he returned his hand, basking in the happy sigh that followed.

“You truly do not realize what power you hold, my dear. Perhaps you will one day.” The Ultimate Hope leaned close, to where their foreheads were touching. “No matter what happens, no matter where you go, one fact will remain absolute. You are mine, body, mind and soul. And I shall make that clear to the rest of humanity one way or another.”

He ghosted his lips above the other’s forehead, barely touching the skin. Then he backed away, sitting up and smiling down at his caretaker. “Rest well, Hajime. I hope to be the first thing you see when you reawaken.”

Masterpost

Nagizuru being a spoopy boi. Hajime can’t catch a break.

Based on this fic by @draconicsparkle of my Nagizuru au 🖤 we've been exchanging ideas lately.

I am picking up your nagizuru au and shaking it the same way a dog would with it's favorite squeaky toy. I really hope you write a fic where nagizuru shows the doctors just who hajime belongs to, anyway keep up the great work!

I won’t deny I have had that idea in my brain for a while. I might do it eventually! Just gotta brainstorm more details for that potential encounter.

Also, thank you! I’m glad you are liking it!

LOOK AT THE FLUFFY BOY!!!

Art I made of Nagito from the fic Wings and Scales by @draconicsparkle, it’s so adorable and I recommend it :)))

Btw, y’all are more than welcome to send me asks or message me about things. Be it my aus or other stuff! I am always happy to interact with others on this site!