#suguru niragi

So, when Chishiya was talking one day to Arisu (most likely about his plan to take the cards), Niragi decided he was too close to Chishiya.

He walked over casually, as if he wasn’t boiling inside, and wrapped his arm around Chishiya’s shoulders. “Hey, Shiya. You aren’t hanging out with this idiot, are you?” He asks, watching as Arisu stiffens and stands up straight like Niragi was going to smash his gun against his back if he didn’t.

Chishiya looked over to him, turning his head to face him. “I’m just talking to Arisu, Niragi. Is there something you need or are you just here to loudly express your unwanted opinion again?” He asks back plainly.

Niragi scoffs. “Just wanted to hang out with you. You don’t mind, do you Arisu?” He asked him, staring at Arisu like he was just a waste of much needed space in the crowded room.

Arisu shook his head. “No, of course not. I’ll just, uh, leave you two to it.” He says, turning to walk away until Niragi put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing so tight that it hurt.

“Why do that? You don’t want to let me in on what you two were talking about?” He asks teasingly, only holding on tighter and making the shorter boy wince in pain.

Arisu stuttered, trying his best to respond through the pain before Chishiya spoke up, interrupting his attempt. “Let go, Niragi. Any harder and it might form a bruise.” He said, like causing a bruise to someone else mattered at all to Niragi. But Niragi let go regardless. Arisu quickly took a step back, rubbing his injured shoulder and looked to Chishiya for permission to leave. “Go.” He said simply and Arisu took off. Chishiya glared at Niragi. “You scared him off, Suguru.” He said sharply.

Niragi shrugged. “Not my fault he can’t handle a little intimidation.” He says. “Why don’t you tell me what you were talking about.” He said, pulling Chishiya closer.

Chishiya shook his head. “That’s not information for your ears.” He answered.

Niragi scowled. “But it is for that nerd? You’re willing to tell that asshole, but not me?” He asked harshly.

Chishiya smiled. "It's nothing personal, Niragi. It's just not for you to know." He repeated.

Niragi shoved Chishiya away from him. "Fine, I see how it is." He says, walking away while muttering something like, "Fucking asshole" as he did.

Chishiya watched calmly as he walked away, he knew there was no point in chasing after him.

Nothing changed either. When Niragi stopped his pouting and came back out, it was the same thing all over again. Chishiya talking to Arisu about something he knew nothing about. It pissed him off, badly. So, he didn't change anything either. Every time Arisu would start up a conversation with Chishiya, Niragi would interrupt.

This time, Chishiya turned to say something. "Do you need to ruin every conversation I have with Arisu, Suguru?" Now Chishiya was pissed, but that was what Niragi had been hoping for.

"It's either that, or I bash his head in with my gun till he's bleeding out all over this ugly ass carpet. Your choice." Niragi responded, smirking proudly.

Chishiya hummed. "Oh, jealous, are we?" He asks.

Niragi scoffed. "As if. He's just annoying as shit." He says, but the grip on Chishiya's waist said otherwise.

Chishiya glanced at Niragi's hand on his body, then back up to him. "I'm sure." He smiled.

Niragi leaned in slightly. "I'll bash your brains in too if you want. Unless you're into that shit?" He teases.

Chishiya shivered almost unnoticeably as he felt Niragi's breath against his ear. "Why don't you try and see?" He teased back.

Niragi's face burned as he moved back. "Maybe I will." He said, but proceeded to do nothing.

Chishiya chuckled. "I'm going to go get the other half of my conversation back, try not to interrupt this time." He said as he started to walk away.

Niragi's eyes widened and quickly grabbed the blond man's wrist roughly. "You don't get to fucking go back to him. You're staying here with me." He growled.

With how hard Niragi was holding onto him, it should've hurt. It did hurt, Niragi knew it did. But Chishiya didn't act like it did. It didn't matter how bad Niragi hurt him, he could cut him open or shoot him, and he would still give him that plain stare. He hated that stare. Maybe that's why he did it, to piss him off further than he already did.

"I thought you said you weren't jealous?" Chishiya recalled.

"I'm not! I don't give a single fuck about Arisu!" Niragi yelled.

Chishiya raised an eyebrow. "And yet, you hate when I see him." Niragi started to respond before Chishiya cut him off. "Is this a part of your whole "I'm better than everyone else here" act? Is this a part of your defense mechanism?" He says, starting to say more, but getting cut off by a sharp pain. He raised a hand to his cheek and watched as Niragi lowered his hand.

Niragi pulled him closer by his hoodie. "Don't act like you know me. Don't act like you know anything about me or what I am, because you don't, Chishiya. You don't fucking know me, so stop acting like it!" He yelled louder, his voice slightly cracking as he spoke. His voice projected across the room without meaning to.

People stared at the two of them as Niragi's hands shook violently. Niragi looked around to see the room was quiet except for his hard breathing. When he looked back to Chishiya, he finally saw a reaction. Tears flooded his eyes, most likely from the stinging on his face.

He finally had gotten what he wanted, a real reaction. Not just a defaulted one. But this one felt wrong. He didn't care about hurting people, so why did seeing Chishiya like this make him feel different? This was what he wanted after all. To cause pain. To see Chishiya in pain. So, why didn't he react like how he had imagined?

He let go of Chishiya's hoodie slowly. When he finally processed that everyone was staring at the scene in front of them, his stomach tightened, his face burned dark red.

Arisu shoved past him and checked on Chishiya, and Niragi let him. Then did Kuina, she always came to Chishiya, that was the kind of person she was.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Niragi!" She yelled, shoving him back and making him stumble. She was brave, yelling at him and putting her hands on him like that.

Normally if she did that, he would hit her too. But he didn't, he just stood there. Then, he ran. Ran to where nobody else would run after him to check if he was okay. Why would they? He wasn't the one who just got manhandled in front of the entire Beach.

He hated it here. He thought he could start over here, start new from the old world. But it was just turning into the old world all over again. He was supposed to be running away from his problems, not start new ones.

He slammed the door closed so hard it almost broke. He went over to a small mini fridge that was out of power and opened it, grabbing beer from inside and tearing the bottle cap off with his hands through tears and chugging it. Then repeating. Open, chug, repeat, until get got sick and threw up in the bathroom. Only to go back to chugging more alcohol, doing all of this while tears flooded down his face.

Why did he have to hurt him like that? Why can't he just control his anger? Why can't he just be a decent human being?

He stood up with his half-empty bottle and threw it at the wall, alcohol going everywhere and glass shattering against it, small and large pieces laid all over the floor. He picked up more, threw more, watched more shatter into pieces.

He yelled loudly as he sent his fist through drywall and made his knuckles split and bleed. Then tiredness crashed into him. Tired... he was so tired. He walked over to the bed and collapsed onto it, pulling the blanket over himself and closing his eyes.

It must have been about half an hour later when he heard the door click. He sat up slightly to see Chishiya closing the door behind him. "Shuntarou." He whispered softly.

He walked over to where Niragi was lying. "My room reeks. What did you do to it?" He asks, standing with his hands in his pockets in font of him.

Niragi whimpered softly as he tried to sit up and pulled Chishiya close to him, burying his face into the shorter man's waist. "I'm so sorry, Shuntarou." He muttered into his hoodie. Chishiya stood still, his hands now out of his pockets, but keeping them still at his sides. "Please forgive me, please, Shuntarou! I didn't mean to hurt you! I was just angry!" He continued.

Chishiya looked down at him, pulling his hair back to make him look up at him. Niragi whimpered as he looked up, trembling. Chishiya knew he was drunk. Anyone could just by walking past his room. "Angry? Or do you mean jealous?" He asked. If he was drunk, why not use it to learn the truth? He would be honest this way.

"Both! It was both!" Niragi answered, his voice sounding like he was holding back tears.

Chishiya hummed, tilting his head slightly. "And why was it both, Niragi?" He pressed on. Niragi hid his face back into his waist, but he pulled his hair back harder. "None of that." He said. "Look at me and answer."

Niragi flinched and looked up at him. "I was jealous of you talking to Arisu! I hate when you talk to him! I just want you to talk to me! Only me!" He paused. "And I was angry because I hate how well you can figure me out! I hated it when you called me out, it made me feel embarrassed that I'm not complex enough for you to struggle to figure out!" He sobbed, wiping away tears with the back of his hand and smearing the blood from his knuckles onto his face.

Chishiya sighed and gently took Niragi's hand away. He squatted down and looked over his hand. "Did you do this, Suguru?" He asked gently. Niragi nodded. "Can you stand?" He asked. Niragi nodded again. He carefully helped Niragi stand up and brought him to the bathroom. He put Niragi's hand above the sink, opened a bottle of water and poured it onto his bloody knuckles. Niragi flinched, but Chishiya kept his hand there. "I know, but try your best to stay still for me. Can you do that?" He asks. Niragi nods.

Chishiya grabbed a towel and patted his hand dry before grabbing a bandage from his swim shorts and wrapping his around his knuckles.

Niragi watched quietly as he worked, then spoke up. "Thank you for being gentle with me, Shuntarou." He whispered.

Chishiya paused and looked up at him for a moment, then continuing, giving him a nod in response to his gratitude. Chishiya finished cleaning off his face and bandaging his hand, then let go. "There. That should start to feel better soon." He said, taking his hand and leading him back toward his bed.

When Niragi sat back down, he looked up at Chishiya. "Shiya?" He asked quietly. Chishiya looked down at him. "Can you kiss my hand?" He muttered. Chishiya raised an eyebrow. Kiss it. What? To help it feel better? No chance. "Please?" Niragi begged.

Chishiya thought about it for a moment before giving in and gently taking Niragi's hand. 'I can't believe I'm doing this. He better not remember this tomorrow.' He thought to himself as he softly kissed the top of Niragi's bandaged knuckles. He looked up and watched Niragi's face flush red.

Niragi swallowed nervously. "Can I have more?" He whispered.

Chishiya stared at him. God, this boy was going to kill him.

He groaned and sat next to him on the bed, kissing his injured hand more. He looked at Niragi again.

Niragi looked away like he had something he wanted to say. "What is it?" Chishiya asked. Niragi didn't answer verbally, instead he pointed to his cheek.

Chishiya knew what he wanted. Why was he even doing this? Niragi just hit him and held on to him so tight that there was a bruise forming around his wrist. He didn't deserve this. But Chishiya still gave it to him anyways. He leaned in, kissing his cheek, then his forehead, then his nose, and then his jawline.

Niragi let out a shaky breath, before looking back at Chishiya. "Shuntarou? I'm not going to lose you to Arisu, am I?" He asked, his voice full of pure worry. This was probably the best thing to ever happen to him. He didn't want to lose it. Lose him.

Chishiya didn't answer. He knew better than to answer questions like that. Lose him to Arisu? Never. Lose him in general? Maybe. He didn't know how the games could go. So, he didn't answer at all. He ignored the question all together. "You should go to bed." He said, standing up.

Niragi felt hurt that his question was being ignored. He couldn't think of Chishiya being with Arisu of all people, but because he didn't answer, maybe that's what he was trying to imply. The thought of it hurt more than any physical pain he was in right now. "Will you stay with me at least?" He asked, holding on to his hoodie.

Chishiya reluctantly sat back down, and Niragi hugged him tightly from behind. But Chishiya didn't reciprocate, only laying down and letting Niragi spoon him and bury his face into his back. "Good night, Suguru." He said quietly.