[That's perfect. Komaeda feels reassured by the weight resting on him, by how warm Hinata feels when he's this close. Oh he has missed it. And he's missed those words, so much, enough that hearing them has an ache blossoming in his chest -- but it's a pleasant pain somehow, like something is thawing out after a sudden freeze.]

I never want you to either, but... [He lifts a hand to pet at Hinata's hair.] I won't let you stay that way. I'm too selfish for that. I want you to come back to me no matter what, Hajime.

[He's smoothing his fingers over Hinata's hair still, down his back, trying to sooth him now. And he murmurs, because it's the first time he thinks that these words might be comforting coming from someone like him,] It's okay. I'm here.