unluckless | ic inbox -- cerealia

[Shhh. Say nothing about his blushing...

Komaeda looks so happy, though, so Hinata's expression is softening though the pink in his cheeks is sticking around for the ride, for now.] Extra quiet time...

Even though I was asleep? [...] I really haven't slept in like this in a long time. I don't think I can even remember any dreams. [Which is a rare occurrence; it's not unusual for Hinata to wake up in the middle of the night with some nightmare or another.]

[But he wants to mention it. How can he express his appreciation for how cute blushing Hinata is if he can't talk about it? It doesn't seem fair. But fine he'll just enjoy it in silence.

His fingers sift through Hinata's hair still, repeatedly.]

Even though you were asleep. It's still nice to wake up being held. And I like watching you sleep. You need to rest, you know. [Komaeda is fully aware Hinata doesn't take it easy, doesn't relax nearly as much as he should. He's aware of the nightmares too.]

[It's extraordinarily soothing... the combing motions of those fingers through his hair, and Hinata's sighing and laying his head back down on the bed before he even thinks about it. He watches Komaeda with half-closed eyes.

Which avert, a little sheepishly, at the words.] ...yeah, you're right. [He does need to. He doesn't sleep fully through the night a lot of nights.

But he does sleep better (believe it or not) when Komaeda's holding him.] I got a lot of rest last night... how late did I sleep in?

[It's meant to be soothing. It's soothing for him too, a fact that he's realized long before now -- how much comfort just touching Hinata can be for him. Maybe it's a little selfish.

His fingers slip from his hair, down to brush along his cheek as Hinata looks away.]

Even I'm right every now and again, after all.

[Yup. Komaeda smiles and shrugs a shoulder at the question.] I don't know, but it's a holiday, so it's fine, no matter how late it is, right?

[Komaeda's right more than now and again. Hinata turns his head into his touch, looking up at him again and tightening his arms around him.]

I guess, but...

[He leans forward, burying his face into Komaeda's chest and mumbling in a vaguely sulky way:] I wanted to get up earlier.

[Oh no he's pouting, isn't he? Komaeda tries to fight back a grin because that's adorable. He ducks his head to nuzzle into Hinata's hair again.] Oh? Was there a reason? Whatever it is, I'm sure you'll still find time for it if it's something you really want to do.

[So don't go sulking too much Hinata.] And I can always help too, after all.

[He likes helping Hinata. It's nice to feel useful.]

[SULKING INTENSIFIES--

Into his chest still, muffled and with the faint inflection of a sigh:] I was planning on waking up early to surprise you. But I don't know if I'll be able to do that now.

[He squeezes his arms around him.]

[That sulking is still cute. Komaeda tightens his arms around Hinata in turn with a quiet exhale, a sigh of his own, like a laugh more than anything else. To surprise him? That's sweet. Even the thought of it.]

Hajime...

[He murmurs quietly.] It doesn't matter. It's a surprise anyway. And if it's for me, getting to rest with you like this this morning has already been a present. [Best present. He got to hold him and watch him sleep and it's adorable and Komaeda is a sap okay shut up it's Christmas.]

[Okay, that'll make the sulking dim down... and Hinata tips his face to look up at him. His hair is still tousled and sticks up messily here and there, but he softens to hear those words.

Sighing again (in a happy defeat almost), he leans up to kiss his chin, then under his lower lip.]

We've got some other presents to get to after we get up.

[Good. No sulking, Hinata. It's Christmas, after all. Komaeda is just going to tousle his hair all the further now before trying to set it back in order.]

Do we? That's exciting... it's been a while since I've had presents to open on Christmas.

[But really by far the very best gift he could have gotten is Hinata, waking up next to him like this. He is going to believe that.] I have presents for you too, Hajime.

[Should Hinata be nervous? Maybe.]

[Hinata's eyes are brightening with interest-- no nervousness at all. Whoops. But he trusts Komaeda implicitly.]

Then... should we get up, Nagito?

[He traces his fingers tenderly along his arm, feeling a little lazy yet but. He's curious, too.]

I suppose we should. We can't let presents stay ungiven the whole day.

[Really Hinata. Be more nervous. What if what he got you explodes? It could happen. That would be his luck.]

But still... it really is nice being like this. [That tender touch, that sets a pleased shiver racing through him and has him snuggling in closer.]

[Hinata's confident in things not exploding today!! He makes a quiet noise as Komaeda snuggles in (cute, he's so cute) and ruffles his hand over his hair, cheeks reddening.

Just because it's cute...]

Yeah, it is... [......] But we can do more of this after. What d'you say?

[Ruffling his hair is no way to get him to move at all, you know. Komaeda isn't complaining though. To the contrary, he's soaking up the attention and the touch. He murmurs a wordless sound before lifting his head to peek up at Hinata now.]

Mm! I'd like that, doing more of this.

[So for now he extricates himself from Hinata's arms, moving to sit up, hair drifting into his face, mussed from sleep so even more of a mess than it usually is.] So then, let's go make the most of Christmas.

[Hinata laughs, lounging for a moment where he is and grinning up at Komaeda with his flyaway hair.] With that hair? [he jokes, reaching up to flick a piece from his face.

But he's moving to sit up proper, his own hair looking not too messy. His ahoge is bent in several places, though...]

Ah... is it particularly bad? [It must be, right? He lifts a hand to it and okay yeah it's everywhere, but it's fine. Hinata has probably seen him worse before. Reaching out to curls a finger around Hinata's ahoge and tugs gently.]

You're a little crooked too.

[It's cute. Maybe he should have gotten him a hair straightener! Then he could have borrowed it. Except no.] I suppose we'll have to have a casual morning looking like this.

Oi-- [Hinata's neck bends as his ahoge is tugged like NO, IT'S ATTACHED. Grumbling, he lifts a hand to crumple Komaeda's already crumpled hair.]

It's probably pulled straight again, thanks to you...

[Ruffle ruffle.] But we can take it easy this morning, and worry about how we look later.

You're welcome, Hajime. I'm happy to help fix it.

[That's not what he was getting at, Komaeda. But Komaeda is ignoring the griping and instead just laughing as he's ruffled. Jeez. He nods in agreement.] Mm! I think that's a good plan.

But somehow you're gorgeous as always. It doesn't seem fair, does it?

[He sighs. SIGHS. So heavily. Woe is Komaeda having a cute boyfriend. His life is suffering.]

[Hinata pauses and looks over at him, quirking an eyebrow.] I'm pretty sure me being a mess in the morning isn't gorgeous...

[He pushes himself up to his feet, just laughing at his sigh and offering a hand.

C'mon, boyfriend. Upsy-daisy.]

[A shake of his head at that.] You've got that wrong.

[TAKE THAT. Even sleep-mussed Hinata is gorgeous. All of Hinata. Komaeda will argue this straight through if he has to. BUt instead he just smiles as Hinata laughs, reaching for that hand.

All right here he comes. Time for Christmas.]

[Hinata's eyebrow lifts. Oh? Oh, he went there, did he? They can turn this into a trial, you know, even if it's Christmas-- but he pulls him up instead and kisses his mouth firmly before stepping away.]

We can argue over it later, right?

[For now, presents! And breakfast! Romantic, stupid things.]

[Of course he went there, Hinata. It's Komaeda. He's kind that kind of guy. In the end there's no helping it. But he lets himself be pulled up, caught downright speechless by that kiss. Ooh. Merry Christmas indeed.]

It's Christmas, Hajime... we shouldn't argue. Since it's the holiday, I'd just let you win anyway.

[...sorry. But he reaches for the edge of Hinata's shirt Hinata's and tugs gently as he steps past him towards the door to the bedroom and the kitchen.] Let's have breakfast.

[Hinata raises his eyebrow.]

I wouldn't need you to let me win-- I'd win all on my own.

[Huffing playfully, he walks after him out of the bedroom, his fingers reaching out to graze his back, between his shoulders, trailing up toward the back of his neck and head. He's getting a thorough fluffing as they head toward the kitchen.]

Ooh. Well... confidence is awfully sexy.

[Apparently this is the mood that Komaeda woke up in this Christmas. This is what happens when he gets to wake up and be cuddled and happily and spend time with his boyfriend. Sorry, Hinata.

He won't even squawk as he's fluffed as they go because that's attention too. He only ducks his head with a laugh.] Shall we cook together, Hajime?

[Hinata blushes-- but he's pretty pleased to hear that, even if it's embarrassing. He moves to pull Komaeda after him into the kitchen, over to the fridge to pull out a few ingredients.]

Yeah... Let's make breakfast together.

[Eggs, some vegetables, bacon, it'd be nice to make a big omelette out of this...]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject