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[Finally.

HOME. Hinata's tiredly pushing his way inside after another day of work, stretching and working tense shoulders with a light grimace.] I'm home-- Nagito?

[He glances up and around as he gets to working off his shoes in the entryway.]

[Komaeda pokes his head around the corner at the sound of Hinata's voice.]

Welcome home, Hajime!

[He's been cleaning the house, so his hair is half pulled back (half was all that would cooperate) into a little ponytail, sleeves rolled up. That doesn't stop him from trotting over to drop a quick peck of a kiss to his cheek.] Long day at work?

[Yessss, welcome home kisses--

And also Komaeda with his hair pulled back. Hinata's eyes catch on it, the exposed skin of his neck before oh hey focus. Ahem.]

A little. I'm glad to be home. I graded a lot of things today... [He groans a bit, rotating one shoulder. Being stooped over a desk does nothing for him.]

[If Komaeda notices that little extra looking that's happening there, he doesn't mention. Instead, he tucks that information away in favor of stepping back and looking at Hinata thoughtfully.]

You seem stiff. Can I help?

[He reaches out to grab his hand.] I'll be careful. I promise. [With his super bionic prosthetic hand!]

Help? [echoing, trying not to sound as suddenly interested as he is as his hand is taken. He curs his fingers with Komaeda's pretty fast, gazing at him. Then it clicks...]

O-okay. Sure. I'd appreciate it.

But aren't you right in the middle of something? [Can he really interrupt?]

[Oh no he should absolutely sound interested. Komaeda has decided he's going to pamper him now. There's a smile teasing over his lips as he tugs at his hand, urging him towards the couch.]

I was just about finishing up. But it can wait. The dust isn't going anywhere, right?

[He's been busy today! The place is just about clean already. All tidied up. So he has time to urge Hinata down to a seat on the couch, tucking himself behind him, smoothing his hands down along his arms, up his shoulders, a light touch for now.]

Guess that's true.

[Hinata can feel his heart skipping over itself as he's urged to sit, even more so when Komaeda's close behind him. He tenses initially at those hands moving along his arms, just because it leaves electric tingles of heat...]

Mm... [He leans back slightly.]

Oh? Did I have a good point after all?

[Good. Then no arguing to KOmaeda rubbing and massaging at his shoulders. Granted this would be easier if Hinata weren't wearing a shirt. But that's beside the point. He can make do.

He minds the strength of his prosthetic as he kneads at tense muscles now. He's intent on doing well okay! His Hajime has had a long day. He deserves to be pampered a little.]

You say that but you know you have good points a lot...

[Hinata grunts, his head tilting a little to one side, his eyes closing as Komaeda works at his shoulders. He can feel his shoulders beginning to relax, tight muscles loosening under fingers.]

You've... really gotten used to your prosthetic. [He can't help but note it, because it feels nothing but pleasant, no additional strength by accident.]

[Aww. Hinata thinks he has good points. Komaeda beams happily to himself, continuing on, humming softly to himself. He glances down at his hands now as Hinata mentions it.]

I have. It comes really natural now. So I'm not pressing too hard, right? It feels good?

[Komaeda smiles now, kind of proud of himself.]

Nghh--

[...That's an answer, isn't it? Well, it's one that Komaeda's getting as those hands keep working at his shoulders. He wants to loll his head to one side, but then it'll make it difficult for Komaeda to get at the other shoulder and.

Ahh. He's really being pampered.] Mhm. It feels great.

[That's a pretty good answer, really. Komaeda will take it as a positive anyway. His expression softens into a smile and he leans closer to nuzzle into the hair at the back of Hinata's head, all affection for the moment.]

Good. It's supposed to feel good.

[Mission accomplished then. Hinata deserves some pampering.]

...Can I give you one after this?

[When Komaeda leans back from his nuzzling, Hinata will tilt his head back to look up at him with a crooked but warm smile. One of his hands lifts, covering one of Komaeda's, brushing his fingers softly over his.]

I want to return the favour.

You don't have to worry about me in this case, you know. You're the one who had a long day, isn't that right?

[But that said, well,] If you want to though, I don't think I'd really ever actually say no.

[Not when it involves Hinata touching, okay? He'd have to be an idiot to turn that down. But for now he's really focused on seeing if he can turn Hinata into a relaxed puddle of goo and get rid of his soreness and tension.]

I want to. [At once. Hinata lifts an eyebrow at him.] No matter which one of us had--ooh--longer days...

[He's sagging again underneath Komaeda's fingers, sighing lowly, his head leaning forward this time, his neck one smooth line. His eyes close once more as he soaks in Komaeda's attention and his fingers.

Luck... more like SHSL masseur...]

Well. Somehow it seems against my best interest to argue against having Hajime's hands on me.

[He's just saying. That's like his favorite thing ever. It's actually managed to nudge "hope" out of its top spot. Though in fairness, with the realization and remembrance of their pasts and despair and hope and all they've wrought, well, it faltered a little. Still right up there. Still important, even if his approach to it has shifted.

Not that he's thinking much on this. Instead he's concentrating on the feeling of Hinata's muscles beneath his fingertips.

Also that pretty neck, well, he leans in to press a kiss to the nape of his neck.]

[Give him a second here, Komaeda, Hinata's busy groaning a little, his shoulders hitching up just a bit under fingers. And even more at that kiss to the nape of his neck. He chances a look over his shoulder at him, a little red-faced.]

...Mmf. Then, we can switch now.

[It's his turn now!]

[Red faced is like a bonus. It's really a cute look on Hinata. Komaeda draws back as he sees him turn though, eyebrows lifting.] Oh? Already?

[Well he's not going to argue anyway. Instead his hands shift up to ruffle through Hinata's hair before he sits back against the couch nodding.] Then, I'm ready! Where should I sit?

[What way is best?]

[Shh. Leave him and his red face alone.

Hinata nods at the already because maybe he wants to have a look at that ponytail while he's at it but that's a secret. He chuckles as his hair is ruffled and pushes himself up to his feet.] Any way is fine. Just get comfortable.

[And he'll do the rest.]

[He can't it's adorable. But lucky for Hinata, Komaeda is distracted by moving to settle himself to a seat, cross-legged, back to Hinata. He peeks back over his shoulder with an expectant, eager smile.

Hooray massages from his boyfriend. This is way better than any of his good luck could ever manage to be okay?

He will discover that interest in the ponytail, Hinata. Don't think he won't.] I'm comfortable! But you're going to make me more comfortable, right?

[Hinata moves to settle behind him, kneeling, smiling when he glances back and placing his hands on Komaeda's shoulders. He starts to knead, pressing his thumbs up along the back of his neck first, over where his hair usually covers.]

That's what I'm planning on.

[He laughs but, now that he's thinking about it...] Hey, Nagito... it might be a little off topic, but I wanted to talk about something with you.

[Komaeda almost immediately melts beneath that touch, a soft pleased sound slipping past his lips before he even realizes it. Oooh it's good already. His eyes start to droop shut and he's about to disappear into enjoying the touch entirely.

Then Hinata speaks and he blinks his eyes open to peek back over his shoulder again.]

Hmm? Of course. WHat do you want to talk about? [Komaeda will listen! Is something wrong though? Did he do something wrong?]

[Hinata keeps massaging, gently pressing his fingers against his neck to encourage him to look back forward when he looks back. No moving! Stay still! He's working his fingers against the muscle of his shoulders, expression focused.]

Mostly about us, and... everyone who just got here.

[He settles palms on Komaeda's shoulders for a moment, to warm them. His expression's become pensive.] When we're going to tell them that we're dating. [Because... hiding something like that isn't an option.

Despite everything, despite knowing how the others feel about Komaeda, they're still his friends and Komaeda's important to him. And he wants for them to come to understand one another or, at the very least, give each other another chance. Because he knows, after months, a year and more with Komaeda, that things can change. People can change.

--he wants them to see it, too.]

Edited 2015-04-05 03:40 (UTC)

[Komaeda turns his head forward again, eyes drifting shut once more. Okay yes he'll stay still keep that up, Hinata. It feels really good. He's melting entirely beneath the touch. Soon he'll be a Komaeda-shaped puddle of goo.

Though the conversation catches his attention and for a moment he just hums softly in acknowledgment.]

When? [He echoes quietly.] Then you want to let them know?

[Really he's mostly just happy that Hinata still wants to be with him, even with reminders of their past showing up and people who dislike him as much as they do. But then, Hinata's a good person. Definitely too good for him.]

Won't that be troublesome for you though?

[The person that he is, that he has been, Komaeda doesn't blame his classmates (or anyone) for wanting nothing to do to him.] Though thinking about it, Hanamura-kun already seems to know.

Eh.

[Hinata's fingers still with surprise.] Hanamura? But... [How? He's pretty sure he would remember mentioning it, and by Komaeda's wording he doesn't remember either.]

How does he...?

[...But, in the end. Hinata shakes his head.] They were going to find out eventually anyway, I guess. I don't want to hide it from them. And... I want you guys to be able to come to understand each other.

[Like he came to understand Komaeda.]

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