[Hinata tightens his arms briefly around him at those words, pressing his fingers up over Komaeda's back... before he breathes a low laugh.] Going for a new record tonight or something, Nagito? [Of how many times they do things? But, even though he's tired, he feels a warm stirring of interest low in his stomach.]
I guess I can go along with your plan of making more of a mess.
[His fingertips lightly tap their way down Komaeda's back, around to his sides, fluttering there playfully.] After a nap.
[Komaeda hums thoughtfully, as though he's considering the matter quite seriously. In the end, his arms just tighten around the other and he nods.] Mm. I wouldn't want to give it any less than my all. So maybe a record should be set.
[Even someone like him wants to aim for the highest, you know. But he smiles quite happily at the agreement. After a nap is perfect because he is exhausted -- pleasantly, deliciously so. He squirms at that touch, vaguely ticklish as it is, happy as he is.]
Hajime... [A pleased murmur of his name as he snuggles himself in all the closer.]
[Hinata just shakes his head slightly at that, amused, but then he wriggles, shifting up Komaeda's body until he can squirm an arm underneath Komaeda's head, curling it so his fingertips rest at the back of his head. He tugs and combs strands of hair gently, watching Komaeda.]
[Komaeda's breath catches as he's suddenly being held this way, having his hair patted. It's so sweet and so gentle and so warm that he wants to melt just right here. He may be doing just that, arm slipping more secuhrely around Hinata.
For just a moment his eyes are wide, but slowly they slip shut, a soft sound slipping past his lips at that kiss to his brow -- startled and touched and almost overwhelmed with how sweet the moment is.
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I guess I can go along with your plan of making more of a mess.
[His fingertips lightly tap their way down Komaeda's back, around to his sides, fluttering there playfully.] After a nap.
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[Even someone like him wants to aim for the highest, you know. But he smiles quite happily at the agreement. After a nap is perfect because he is exhausted -- pleasantly, deliciously so. He squirms at that touch, vaguely ticklish as it is, happy as he is.]
Hajime... [A pleased murmur of his name as he snuggles himself in all the closer.]
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Nagito, [he replies, absently, content.] Sleep well.
[And he'll move to kiss his brow.]
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For just a moment his eyes are wide, but slowly they slip shut, a soft sound slipping past his lips at that kiss to his brow -- startled and touched and almost overwhelmed with how sweet the moment is.
He may also be blushing. Just a little.]
You too, Hajime.