[Hinata's breath exhales, a soft, warm puff against Komaeda's neck as he holds back at him. Komaeda wouldn't be the only one who's thought about it-- that he doesn't want to lose him. Though they've talked about this to a degree, the possibility is always there.
It's always scary.
He kisses Komaeda's neck, a dry, close-lipped press of his mouth. Reassurance, almost. For Komaeda and for himself. And it's a small reminder that he's still here, that both of them are still here.]
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It's always scary.
He kisses Komaeda's neck, a dry, close-lipped press of his mouth. Reassurance, almost. For Komaeda and for himself. And it's a small reminder that he's still here, that both of them are still here.]