[Hinata goes still and quiet as Komaeda speaks, his fingers flexing and loosening in his shirt, almost kneading in it. His mind keeps churning, they can see, they can hear, it's been a while since he's had a feeling like he's stuck under someone's thumb. That powerless feeling he thought he'd gotten used to, in Haven.
He shifts his body slightly, moving, his chin lifting as Komaeda settles in so close against him and nuzzles him. His hand drags along his back slowly, away from clutching around his neck and shoulders.
A slow blink, a couple of moments as he processes.]
... Mm. [His voice drops in a thin murmur, acknowledgement, as he turns his lips into Komaeda's cheek.] Yeah. Sorry. [In the end, it's not things like telling him that it's okay or that it'll be fine that reassures him, but that reminder he's not alone and that they already knew this place wasn't what it seemed...
There's a sense of heaviness, realisation, a thought of Haven affected me more than I thought.]
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He shifts his body slightly, moving, his chin lifting as Komaeda settles in so close against him and nuzzles him. His hand drags along his back slowly, away from clutching around his neck and shoulders.
A slow blink, a couple of moments as he processes.]
... Mm. [His voice drops in a thin murmur, acknowledgement, as he turns his lips into Komaeda's cheek.] Yeah. Sorry. [In the end, it's not things like telling him that it's okay or that it'll be fine that reassures him, but that reminder he's not alone and that they already knew this place wasn't what it seemed...
There's a sense of heaviness, realisation, a thought of Haven affected me more than I thought.]
I guess I was... panicking a bit.