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[Komaeda is just going to very greedily soak up all the nuzzling, all the closeness. He glances down enough to watch those fingers as they move over his chest. It's a sweet gesture, and he realizes that those are dumb little hearts he's drawing, and it makes something warm rush through him.

The question draws his attention though and he exhales a sheepish laugh.]

I've fallen asleep out here, mm. [Yeah he totally slept out here on purpose. It's been strange -- Kamukura being in charge of Hinata's body, the fact that Komaeda can't quite separate his feelings for Hinata from Kamukura and. Well. There's no cuddling with Kamukura, and he's gotten used to that.]

[Hinata shifts his head to prop his chin on Komaeda's chest, eyebrows lifting slightly as though to say only fallen asleep? because he thinks that he knows better. Placing one palm on the couch, he lifts himself slightly over him and kisses his head.]

Then c'mon. Go into bed. I'll make some breakfast for you.

[Breakfast in bed!]

[Komaeda's eyes fall shut as that sweet kiss lands at his head. This is the Hinata he's missed, sweet and warm and familiar. But as the other man speaks, his arms lift to wrap around him, tightly.

Nooo he doesn't want to let Hinata out of his sight that long. More than breakfast in bed, he wants Hinata in bed.]

I'll help. [He wants to stay with him. Attach to Hinata and not let go for a while.]

[Hinata blinks. Oh. Caught. He should have known, he supposed, as he leans against the arms around him slightly. He doesn't try to break them off, not having the heart for it nor really wanting to, and shifts one of his hands to touch Komaeda's face.]

Oi, oi, I'm saying this 'cause I want to do it on my own, for you...

[He sighs softly.]

[Komaeda smiles when Hinata doesn't go trying to get out of his arms. He turns into that touch at his face, nuzzling at his hands, eyes closed to bask in the touch, the warmth of it.

His eyes open so he can peek up at him now and for a moment he watches him in silence.]

I don't want to be alone. [It's not really Komaeda's usual to complain especially when Hinata wants to do something sweet for him like breakfast in bed. Really, it's not like Komaeda to be so blunt about what he wants in general.]

[And it's surprising enough that it stops Hinata right in his tracks, frozen in place as he just looks at Komaeda. He blinks a few more times, watching Komaeda nuzzle him, and then he cups his palm at his cheek again, turning his face toward Hinata's so that he can kiss him.

Smiling slightly against his lips, he mumbles:] Okay, I got it, I won't let you be alone. Let's make something together and then... go to bed and eat it together?

[Like he'd refuse when it's so rare for Komaeda to say so clearly what he wants. If he starts to say more about what he wants, then... can Hinata believe he's placing those desires higher, thinking more of himself?]

Edited 2015-02-03 00:49 (UTC)

[Komaeda doesn't fight the turning, looking to Hinata and meeting that kiss with a soft, contented hum. He can feel Hinata smiling, and that's gorgeous, more so than it has nay right to be whatsoever.]

That sounds really nice.

[He's pretty grateful for it actually, that Hinata is willing to let him be as clingy as he's feeling right now. He's missed him, okay? And now Hinata is back and himself, and relief is still running high through him. And besides, it'll be better than cooking with "I know how to make the eggs better" Kamukura. ...who did indeed know how to make the eggs better. So.]

[Hinata looks fondly at him, shifting to slide off of Komaeda, though his hands catch at his as though about to pull him up after him.] Mind being my assistant? No, sous chef is the term, yeah?

[Using the terminology brings Hanamura to mind, but it's in a fond way, so he doesn't mind it. As it is, he just wants to see Komaeda smile, see some of the weight from the last few days lifted from him. Ahh-- But he's okay, isn't he? Hinata had worried before about various things, not the least of which being whether or not he ought to burden Komaeda so much.]

I... I'm really glad I'm back, [he ends up saying, quieter.]

[Komaeda curls his fingers around Hinata's now, moving to sit up and then rise to his feet as well. He ducks his head in a nod now.] That's the right term. I'll do my best!

But you might want to supervise me pretty closely...

[He warns Hinata with a smile. And really, nothing Hinata could do could burden Komaeda. Being around him makes him a stronger person. Even if he worried about him, even if everything that's happened was difficult, they're here. And he wants to be strong enough to help Hinata now too.]

I am too. Really glad. I knew you would be though... you're way too stubborn to give up, after all. [And part of Hinata had been here, in Kamukura. The memory of that kiss is still quite vivid in his mind.]

[Hinata's lips quirk up, pleased. Komaeda believes in him, huh. He really does. It's not as though it's something Hinata doubts, but it's still nice to hear it once in a while, feel that warming him through his whole body. So he nods.]

That's right. There's no way in hell I'd give up.

[He reaches out to him, moving to catch him by the hand, give him a gentle tug, tugging him toward the kitchen.] Especially not when I have you here waiting for me...and ready to smack me if I even think about giving up.

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[No way in hell. That's his Hinata. Komaeda looks pleased at that answer, like it's something he was waiting to hear, something that is reassuring enough that as he's taken by the hand, he exhales a quiet laugh, following along.]

That's right. I've been practicing my smacking too.

[Because he is a dedicated guy, okay? That's how he rolls.] Though I didn't get a chance to put it to use this time.

[Since Hinata hadn't lost himself, he'd been lost by CERES. Deliberately. A quiet moment, and he adds,] He's different than he used to be, you know.

[Hinata blushes slightly. He doesn't know why. Something about Komaeda's pleased look, and a bit of late embarrassment at his own words. But he tips his head until he can push a kiss against Komaeda's cheek before turning to lead the way to the kitchen.

His steps slow just slightly, just for a moment at the words.] Aa... Kamukura?

[His free hand slides over his hair absently.] Yeah. I think you're right.

[Komaeda shuts one eye at the kiss, a quiet exhale of a laugh before he follows along after Hinata, towards the kitchen. Breakfast! Not that it matters what they do so long as he can stay close to the other man for now.

It's reassuring.

He slows as well, nodding at the question.] You've rubbed off on him.

[A little. And only a little, but still any change at all in Kamukura is remarkable. Komaeda doesn't know what it means, but it's interesting. And he's hopeful. Somehow. And also,] He kissed me.

[That brings a more complicated welling of emotions. Kissed him... Kamukura, huh. But, well, it's not like he can be jealous of himself, though he is somewhat interested. Oi, did you?

...

Except, Hinata remembers, a bit. Good, he didn't bite Komaeda or anything.] I... guess he really is becoming more like me after all. No, maybe we're just not as separate anymore. [And so he can't feel particularly envious or bad-natured feelings, just kind of a bemused amazement and also appreciation that even though Hinata wasn't here, he wasn't completely gone.] Did it bother you?

[Not even a little biting. Komaeda isn't sure whether or not that should be surprising. He nods at Hinata's observation. That sounds right to him, though he's only an observer. Hinata would know, with that other self inside him.

Sometimes it frightens him, makes him worry for the other man. But Hinata is stronger than he would have imagined, stronger than he ever would have guessed in that time so long ago, on that island.

The question has a smile rising on his features, subdued and quiet, but genuine still. Not a mask, not subterfuge. Hinata sees through that anyway.] No. The way it is now, Kamukura is a piece of you.

[A piece, but still a piece of Hinata.] ...not my favorite piece though. [Just. For the record.]

[Hinata laughs at that, little more than a voiced exhale, and he lifts his eyebrow at Komaeda.] Aa, well, he's not my favourite, either. But I think that he'll look out for you like I will. Just in a slightly different way. So I'm not as nervous as I used to be.

[His lips curve, settling into a satisfied smile, and he pulls Komaeda into the kitchen, leaving him in order to go over to the fridge, starting to pull out ingredients for breakfast.]

I'm still counting on you to smack me if I need it, though.

[Quiet though the laughter may be, it makes Komaeda smile. There's been no laughter from the other man at all these past days, so it's a beautiful thing to hear. He does look surprised though. Because Hinata thinks Kamukura will look out for him -- is that something he's worried about? Komaeda being looked out for?

It makes his heart flip a little in his chest.]

Hajime... [A shake of his head before he laughs as well.] As hard as I can, mm!

[See how cheery he is about it too? He wants to be helpful.]

[Hinata looks back at him when Komaeda shakes his head, grinning at him. There might be something a little bit playful in that grin too as he pulls out a couple of pans to start cooking in.] Well, I already know you can hit pretty hard.

[Even harder if he gets Komaeda into working out with him a bit as well. There's already been some exercises he taught him after he gave him the prosthetic, to work on the weaker muscle strength of that arm...]

[Komaeda looks at the ingredients that Hinata has assembled before his gaze flickers over towards him with an amused grin. He lifts his prosthetic hand -- though it takes him a moment to remember which that is -- wiggling his fingers at Hinata.]

Thanks to your help, really.

[Yup! But oh wait working out? He's such a wimpy thing though. Still if Hinata asks him, he'll totally do it with him.] So what's for breakfast?

[Hinata just smirks at those wiggling fingers, lifting his own and play-catching at the air in front of them.] At least I'm useful as a punching bag, huh? [But his tone is all play and ease as he looks back at the ingredients he's laid out, thoughtful.]

I was thinking about a Western breakfast... Eggs, toast... Have any requests, Nagito?

[He folds his sleeves up around his elbows.]

[Komaeda laughs -- and it feels good to laugh. It's strange how quickly he feels so much better, even if he's still concerned and annoyed at how CERES can throw their lives into absolute tumult without their being able to do anything about it.] Well, you have at least a couple other uses too, I'm sure.

[He shakes his head at the question.] Mm-mm. That sounds great.

[Anything sounds great if Hinata is making it.] What can I do to help?

Just a couple, though. [Hinata quips back at him as he spoons some butter into a pan, watching it sizzle softly as the metal heats. He grabs a couple of eggs, peering back at him with a smile.]

Can you make the toast? This'll be a pretty simple breakfast...

[Westerners... though, he likes eating this food now and again anyway.]

On a good day.

[Komaeda answers. It's nice, falling into playful teasing. Plugging in the toaster, he's grabbing up the bread and popping a couple pieces for both of them in to toast up.]

I think I can manage toast. Probably.

[Not gourmet toast, but hopefully not burned and smoking. Remains to be seen still. He snags up the jam from the fridge... and a spoon. Don't judge him he's just going to eat a spoonful of jam there's nothing wrong with that.]

I believe in your toast-making skills.

[Hinata pauses when he sees him eat a mouthful of jam... and then, with one hand still on his spatula, the other holding the frying pan as the eggs begin to cook, he leans over in his direction.

And opens up his mouth.

Aah. Jam goes here. Don't be greedy!!]

Your confidence really drives me, you know.

[Teasingly but well. That one is true. The fact that Hinata has faith in him of all people is something that keeps Komaeda going, makes him want to be better than he knows he actually is.

He freezes with the spoon in his mouth, lips wrapped around it as he sees Hinata go and lean. For a moment he thinks he's about to get scolded. But nope. Instead! Instead it is so much better! Komaeda smiles around the spoon before finishing his bite and snagging a little spoonful for Hinata, holding the spoon out to feed him!

It's... it's silly but it's one of those really stereotypical couple-y things that he really likes a lot, so for once there's a faint flush rising across his cheeks. A pleased blush, okay?]

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