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[Komaeda tries to swallow back another laugh, but kind of fails at it entirely. Yeah, Komaeda is bad at being shy about things that normal people are. It's a personal failing, he's sure.

But Hinata doesn't seem to mind.]

All of the time is better. I like that better. [A smile down at Hinata as his eyes open, fingers sifting through his hair once more.] I really do love you, Hajime.

[He murmurs those words softly, lowly, like they're maybe a secret even if he never makes much of a secret about those feelings at all.]

[He didn't get a blush for that one... oh well. He smiles up at Komaeda. The smile is enough. The fingers in his hair are gentle and comfortable and make him tilt his head to encourage more.] I really do love you too, Nagito.

[Hinata stretches one hand up, fingers reaching for him, reaching to touch his cheek, tenderly at the line of his jaw. A swipe of his fingertip, softer, down to just under his chin, before dropping to his chest.

He grasps loosely at the front of his shirt over his heart.]

[Komaeda's a tough nut to crack, Hinata! When it comes to blushing. But somehow those words returned coupled with that touch, sweet and tender as it is and then that hand at his heart, that does the trick, and a faint blush rises up in his cheeks now.]

I'm glad.

[He ruffles at Hinata's hair once more before shifting his hand down to settle against the other's chest too, above his heart. It's strange how warm he feels right now.]

[There it is, a blush. Hinata's fingers flex in his shirt and he smiles and it might look a little proud but don't mind it. He thumbs at the fabric in his grip and shifts his shoulders so that his head leans in closer to Komaeda's stomach.

As Komaeda's hand settles on his chest he sighs, content, closing his eyes.]

Mmm... you don't ever doubt it, right? [He's teasing, quietly.]

[Don't look so proud. Komaeda is just easily flustered by sweet things. Emotional things. Like even those teasing words.

He looks down, eyes roaming over what he can see of Hinata's face, all affection and soft contentment right now.]

I don't. Somehow, even knowing the kind of person that I am... I really can't doubt it at all. [He knows he doesn't deserve it. But Hinata loves him somehow anyway. And Komaeda loves him and here they are.]

You're saying that again.

[Hinata exhales a gentle sigh and slides his hand up his chest, his index finger hooking in Komaeda's collar, urging him to lean down toward him. He gazes at him with half-closed red eyes.

"The kind of person" thing, he means.]

I suppose I am. Does that mean we have to deduct points. I'd been trying so hard.

[Kind of sort of trying so hard. It makes him feel nice that Hinata really seems to care about it anyway, care about how he thinks about himself.

It's still strange somehow, to him, to think of anyone being concerned about that. But it's warm feeling anyway.

He leans forward as that finger hooks in his collar, peering down at Hinata, close enough to nuzzle at his hair.]

[Hinata's eyes close for a moment as he's nuzzled, his chin lifting up encouragingly into it. His fingers run along the inside of his collar gently, tugging a little bit still but not pulling back.]

You've got points for trying, but you'll get even more points if you start catching yourself whenever you go to say it.

[He smiles at him.] And then you can cash 'em in for a prize? [From yours truly.]

[Komaeda is all too happy to linger close, tugged or not. He does swallow back a quiet laugh at that. Oh well now see that's interesting.]

Oh? Is that the case? What sort of prize, Hajime? That sounds really intriguing to me.

[SO he'll try extra hard. He can be very stubborn about doing something when he's properly motivated for things! And this is pretty motivating he thinks. Anything involving Hinata tends to be.]

[Hinata hums thoughtfully, looking at him still, holding his gaze determinedly. Some part of him is going to be embarrassed/regret this later but for now:]

Dunno. How about I'll do one thing you ask me to? ...'course, if I agree depends on how many points you've got.

[Some prizes need more points than others. He quirks his eyebrows up in a little goading way. How about it, boyfriend?]

[Komaeda's eyes just about light up at the possibilities of this. Oh Hinata is in trouble, really. He'll regret it, undoubtedly. There's no way he won't. The way Komaeda's brain works, embarrassment is inevitable, isn't it?]

Then it really will be an exciting prize. But how will we keep track?

[Does he get a chart with little gold stars? MAYBE? Or is it just a mental tally. Either way he can think of a few things that he really really wants to ask Hinata for. Mostly stupid sappy things. Some slightly racier things. Too many ideas.]

[--ha, there it is. Komaeda's eyes lighting up. He may very well regret this later, but isn't it a good motivation for him? Hinata thinks so.]

You're gonna keep track in little notebook. First, [he flicks up a finger] who you were talking with when you stopped yourself from talking down about yourself, and second [another finger flicks up] the actual tally marks of how many times you stopped yourself.

[He demands solid evidence!! Don't think he won't cross-check with witness testimony.]

[Komaeda purses his lips as he considers this. Okay. He'll get a little journal and carry it around with him. Yup. That's a solid plan, isn't it? He'll do his very best too, if it means getting a good prize.

Even if it's a hard thing, changing up the way that he talks about himself. Or his lacking self esteem. Being with Hinata is good for him though.]

You're so very strict all the time, Hajime...

{Siiiiigh. But.] But I'll agree to those terms.

[Hinata looks pretty pleased even as Komaeda sighs about it. He stretches out his legs a little on the couch and folds his arms under his head where he's still leisurely chilling propped up in Komaeda's lap.]

And don't forget, the more you rack up, the bigger the request you can make of me.

[Hehe.]

[Komaeda nods, that spark still in his eyes as he considers it, what things he could ask for. He's scheming already. It'll be grand. IF he can manage to keep his tongue in check about his self esteem or lack thereof.

But it's hard. Really quite complicated. Hmm.

Another sigh.] I suppose it'll be worth it so long as I'm patient in accruing these points.

[Hinata can see you scheming, Komaeda...

But he's also banking on Komaeda needing to really focus on stopping himself. Which is sort of his goal in the long run. He'll have him trained and building self-esteem yet.]

That's right. So don't sigh. [He grins fondly up at him.]

[It's okay. He's not very subtle with his scheming sometimes. The whole "I'm going blow up the island mwahaha" example comes to mind as evidence of his lacking subtlety. He presses a kiss to Hinata's head now, all overcome to affection. It's strange, isn't it? Having someone who is so intent on making sure that he's not putting himself down. He went his whole life with no one arguing with him about it, no one trying to intervene into his solitude.

And now there's Hinata, and he's not alone anymore. It's strange. And wonderful.

He laughs at the scolding.] Right right. Sorry. As a show of goodwill, don't you think you should grant me one little request right now? To kick off the contest?

[Hinata hums pleasantly in response to the kiss, pretty pleased that Komaeda's decided to heap it on him. Ahhh. He feels spoiled and indulged, and also happy with himself that Komaeda's going to go along with his strategy. Komaeda trusts him.

He's looking up at him with lidded red eyes, overwhelmingly content.]

Hmm... I guess I could do that. [But he's relaxed enough that it's likely he'll be pretty obliging.] Depending on what your one little request is.

[Komaeda is all for spoiling and indulging Hinata. He's got a soft spot for him that's frankly enormous -- and it has so very little to do with hope or despair or anything. It's Hinata and Hinata alone.

And love. Aaaah he's become a sap. How did that happen exactly?]

It's nothing much. I Just want a kiss is all.

[Actually he wants to make out. But it starts with a kiss.]

[Hinata seems to consider for a long moment.

But then he shifts both hands, stretches them up and spreads his arms in invitation, one hand hovering fingers close to Komaeda's shoulder.] If you're okay with coming down here for it, [he says,] I'll give you one.

[Or two, or three, or however many, honestly. He grins, bright and inviting.]

[Komaeda purses his lips into a pout, leaning forward.] It's a difficult angle, you know.

[But if that's how he has to get his kisses, then that's how he has to get his kisses! So he leans in, hovering just above Hinata's lips, murmuring softly.] But I'll work hard for this too.

[And then kissing, soft and wanting and lingering, but chaste for now, just the pressure of his lips.]

[Hinata laughs as he leans down close, his arms wrapping loosely around to Komaeda's back. His fingers splay as he returns the kiss, chaste too... until he shifts his body and pushes himself up slightly so it's less difficult for his poor boyfriend.

One hand slides down his back to grip the back of the couch loosely, using that to pull him closer too, urging Komaeda not to lean down as much.

Don't worry, he won't make you hurt your neck.]

[Komaeda shifts back as HInata sits up, his arms moving to wrap around his boyfriend more securely, pressing against his back, catching on the fabric of his shirt, dragging material up just faintly.]

Mm...

[He hums a soft sound to Hinata's lips in appreciation. It's nice. It's very nice. Slowly his lips part and he presses further into that kiss. This is definitely the best request that he's ever made. It makes him all the more excited about earning a few more requests for himself.]

[Hinata leans against him, turned to the side to face him, his arms loosely wrapped around his neck. He smiles as Komaeda's fingers catch in his shirt and he feels the cool brush of air on the skin of his lower back.

He squirms, but only slightly, and then he pushes in closer, his lips opening up gently in admission.

Go ahead, Komaeda, a little more is fine too--]

[Komaeda doesn't mind the squirming at all. He doesn't mind anything if it means having Hinata close, like this, tasting his lips. Speaking of tasting, he lets his tongue trace along Hinata's lower lip before trying to coax those lips apart more so he can slip it inside

So he's taking this kiss as far as he can go! Make the most of it, okay?

His hands slip down, flesh and blood hand finding its way to trace over the small sliver of skin he's bared by inching his shirt up.]

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