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Naegi Makoto ([personal profile] cloversandcranes) wrote in [community profile] thecrossinglogs2025-06-15 02:26 am

Move along, move along just to make it through

WHO: Makoto, OTA
WHAT: THE BOY IS BACK! And is feeling super confused and guilty.
WHERE: The Village in the Marsh.
WHEN: Sometime before the sleepover
WARNINGS Guilt, bad memories, attempted abduction



Hope of Morning

[Waving goodbye to the Ferryman before entering the village, Makoto's small and tired smile falls as he looks around at the huts. He tried to not show it to the Ferryman but he feels awful for getting lost and leaving the group. After all, he had chewed out Nagito for doing so and he hadn't been lost for as long as Makoto was! How did he even get lost so thoroughly?! He swears he just went out for a quick look!

Sighing to himself, he shakes his head before moving deeper into the village, looking around for anyone he knows. As he looks, he calls in a small and hesitant voice to anyone who might hear him.]


Komeda-kun? Frieda-san? Anyone here? It's me. I-I'm back.

[Oh he hopes the others have been okay without him. He hopes they didn't worry too much about him. Especially Nagito and Sunny. He had promised them that he'd never leave them. Another promise broken Makoto. He shakes off that whisper that threatens to drown him in memories as he waits for a response.]


100 bad days

[Makoto opens his eyes groggily as he feels the ground sway, grumpily grumbling to himself about what has woken him. He was having a good rest unlike usual! No nightmares or anything! Tempted to forget about it, he closes his eyes again when the ground moved again. What is it this time? Forcing himself up, he looks around the hut and sleepily watches as the shadows on the wall continue swaying. Why was it swaying?

Turning to look out the door, his eyes widens as he sees the outside slowly move past the door. What?! Now wide awake, he scrambles to get to his feet as he feels the sways increase in length and speed. Rushing to the door, he looks outside and gasps when he sees the village slowly getting farther away from him.]


What the?! H-Help!


Aftermath

[After his rather stressful wake up call, Makoto can be found looking at the small huttlets fondly if exasperatedly as he watches them play together. Chuckling when he sees two roughhouse and then squabble amongst themselves, he hums in amusement as he hears someone approach him.]

They're much cuter when they're not trying to abduct me.

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[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-15 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nagito drops the mop and hurries toward Makoto.] You're alright! You are okay, right? You've been gone for a little while, I hope you weren't anywhere too dangerous. Of course, Naegi-sama is capable of dealing with anything, but... [When Nagito reaches out to Makoto, it's with the intent of checking him for injuries. He knows that's silly here, but he can't quite help himself. But something must misfire in his brain, because instead of doing what he intended, he finds himself wrapping his arms around Makoto and hugging him instead.]
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[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-15 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[By the time Nagito realizes what he's doing, Makoto is hugging him back. He's blushing, but it can't be that bad to hug Makoto if he's okay with it, right?]

Were you that tired? [More likely it was something supernatural, of course.] Did you recognize the voices?
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[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-21 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Nagito's blush is obvious on his face by the time Makoto looks at him; he'd had the vague thought that maybe he could pat Makoto on the head or something--Sunny seems to like air head pats--but that's, that's definitely childish, right? And now he can see Makoto looking at him again and he just pushes the whole idea away entirely.]

It wasn't hard on me! Nothing you do could be an inconvenience to me! [This is a lie, but it's how Nagito thinks he should feel, so he doesn't think it counts as one.] Besides, it wasn't as if you intended to get lost.