[Of course he went there, Hinata. It's Komaeda. He's kind that kind of guy. In the end there's no helping it. But he lets himself be pulled up, caught downright speechless by that kiss. Ooh. Merry Christmas indeed.]

It's Christmas, Hajime... we shouldn't argue. Since it's the holiday, I'd just let you win anyway.

[...sorry. But he reaches for the edge of Hinata's shirt Hinata's and tugs gently as he steps past him towards the door to the bedroom and the kitchen.] Let's have breakfast.