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[Hinata laughs faintly and moves, to tuck his face into Komaeda's chest. He closes his eyes. Okay, he gets it, surrendering himself to his boyfriend's embrace right here. His warm embrace.]

I'm not going to move yet. Though I need to eventually-- I've got to make some calls.

[But he can give it a few more minutes.]

[Good. It's best when Hinata doesn't try to protest. Komaeda won't keep him here too long if he's ready to get up and do things -- make his calls, check in and make sure people are all right, share information. He ducks his head to nuzzle into Hinata's hair -- mindful not to poke his eye out on that ahoge.]

Soon then. I won't keep you forever.

[Even if he kind of wants to just now, like somehow he can keep him safe that way.]

[Hinata sighs and strokes his fingers along Komaeda's waist, slim but not skinny like it had been back in Haven. It's nice. There's more of him he can press close to and hug, though he's still of the opinion Komaeda needs to eat lots.

It'll be better for his health if he makes sure to eat, after all.]

You already have me forever, [he murmurs absently.]

[Komaeda thinks it's better too, that he and Hinata are both no longer on the verge of starvation. He worried about Hinata when he he could count his ribs just by looking. See? That's one thing Cerealia still has going for it.

His breath catches when Hinata says that though. And maybe he says it absently, but the words strike so hard. He has him. Forever, huh? There's a stupidly pleased smile on his face right now.]

My Hajime... [His!]

[Hinata snorts softly, moving one of his hands-- he'll just lift his hand to his neck, fingers hooking and pulling out the ring, the mirror of the one he gave to Komaeda.]

This already said that I was yours, you know.

[With a warm, gentle voice.]

[Komaeda unwinds one arm from around Hinata so he can slip a hand between them, fingering over that ring, the match to his own. He likes it, that they both have one -- and he never takes his off his finger.

He nods, quietly pleased.]

It did. It does. Like mine says I'm yours. [A pause before he adds, lightly,] Though I think I said that before the ring too. [For the record.]

[Hinata looks down at him as he touches the ring, his expression soft, but it lightens more into a laugh. That light way of saying that, gosh--] Yeah, a few times. I never knew you'd be the possessive type.

[It's a good thing. Hinata wants him to want more things for himself. Even if one of those happens to be himself.]

I never did either. I suppose it's something you bring out in me.

[Komaeda has never wanted much of anything except to be a part of hope, to do something to fit into that beautiful picture. But that changed, in a way. He still wants hope, still believes in hope, but there's a bigger picture beyond that.

And he's changed, bit by bit, in trying to be a better person than he's been, to understand that there's more than just hope and despair in life. Hinata's taught him that, taught him a great deal. Loved him, and let Komaeda love him in return. So he can't help being possessive. Being with Hinata is... mm. It's important to him.]

Is it a bad thing, Hajime?

No. I'm happy there's something you want.

[His voice is muffled, but sincere, and he nuzzles Komaeda's chest pointedly as if to say that it makes him this happy. Why wouldn't he be? Komaeda wants him so much as to be possessive over him.

His hand slides along his back, tenderly.]

[Oh. He's being nuzzled. Komaeda blinks and feels his cheeks heating. Damn it. Hinata has him blushing again. All this time and he still gets flustered by very little except when Hinata is so genuinely sweet to him.

But... it's really okay if he's possessive? Sometimes he feels guilty for it; someone like him can't possibly deserve anything like this, right? And yet he has it. So very selfish, and he knows it.

But it's hard to mind when those hands rub over his back.] You're probably being too indulgent of my selfishness.

[Hinata exhales a sound like a snort.]

Indulgent of your selfishness... you'd have to be way more selfish first before we could call anything I do indulgent.

[He's really calmed down from a little before. In glancing up, he can only see half of what he should, but the half he can see has Komaeda in it so he manages to relax. For now. For now, it's fine. They'll figure it out. One way or another.]

Is that so? Then maybe I'll start trying harder.

[Teasing. Because Komaeda is relieved that Hinata has calmed down, that he seems to be settling and easing some of that tension and fear from before. He's relieved, okay?

He peeks down at Hinata in turn. They will figure it out, somehow. He leans in and touches a kiss to the other's forehead, just above his eyebrow, over that currently unseeing eye -- like maybe he can fix it so simply, even if that's nonsense, of course.]

[Hinata's eyebrow twitches slightly-- he looks up with his good eye and a wry smile like he knows what Komaeda is doing.]

Go ahead. I think I can handle it. [He strokes his fingers along his back. He doesn't like making him worry or panic, and admittedly he probably doesn't do it as much here as he might have in Haven.]

[Shh. No he's an enigma. A total enigma! But he smiles in response to the one on Hinata's face, pressing another kiss to his forehead now.]

You may regret saying that. Just remember. [But Komaeda is teasing now, soft and light, because after what Hinata's been through, he's just relieved to have him home and safe and calmed enough that he's able to smile again.]

[Hinata thumbs at his back, tracing through fabric the shape of his shoulders, scratching too, just for the sake of scratching.] I don't think that'll happen. But I'll remember.

[And he'll remember to tell him that he's wrong and that he doesn't regret it at all-- he probably could never.]

[Does Hinata really think that? Komaeda blinks a moment before he ducks his head to nuzzle into Hinata's hair again, sighing contentedly. He knows he can't keep him here that much longer, but it's still reassuring to have him nearby and safe and sound for the moment.]

Good.

[A pause and he murmurs quietly.] Are you feeling better? Does anything hurt? You were a little banged up.

Aa, I just had grazes this time. No bullets actually hit me. And it's not really that bad, just a little sore.

[He touches his cheek-- finding a bandage there.] You patched me up, huh...?

[He looks up at him for confirmation.]

["No bullets actually hit me" is a horrifying sentence and Komaeda stares at him for a moment before sighing quietly. Jeez. His boyfriend. But at least he's all right. That's what really matters.

Komaeda nods though.] Mm. Just a little bit. I wasn't sure if there were any injuries I couldn't see... [Internal bleeding or broken bones] But I tried to at least clean and bandage what I could.

[WELL, IT'S TRUE...!! Hinata looks back at that staring, faintly abashed and especially when he sighs. D-don't sigh, Komaeda.]

I had my Aura, so I wasn't in as much danger. [He shifts one of his hands, peering wonderingly down at it.] It fended off bullets. Once the robots were gone, it wasn't too bad. But thanks, Nagito, for patching me up.

[His Aura fending off bullets was the result he had been hoping for considering he is a squishy human and bullets tend to be pretty effective but actually getting to use it in action was another story.]

Edited 2015-07-16 11:24 (UTC)

[He's totally going to sigh. His boyfriend got shot at. By bullets.]

It worked well then? [He owes Yang a thank you then, doesn't he? Yup. He'll buy her a card and flowers or something.]

Mm-mm. There's nothing to really thank me for, you know. It's the natural thing for me to do in this case. I'm just glad you woke up... [Before he really started freaking out.]

Aa. [SAVED HIS SKIN. His very susceptible-to-bullets skin.

Hinata feels a small lump in his throat appear at those words and he opens his mouth, his head moving in a small shake. He was worried that Hinata wouldn't wake up?]

... 'Course I would. I'm not going to leave you by yourself.

[Of course he was worried! The fact that Hinata was unconscious and he couldn't wake him -- and he couldn't figure out why. Most of his injuries looked superficial, after all, so not being able to explain it or fix it.

But it's okay. Here they are, and he's awake, and okay so one eye isn't working, but they can figure that out. And if not Komaeda will be his other eye!! Somehow. It'll probably end in disaster, but he'll try his very hardest.]

Hajime... good. Don't. If you did, especially like that, I'd be angry at you for sure. [Except he'd actually be mostly distraught and shattered, but he's trying to look tough here.]

[Hinata makes a sheepish sound, his head ducking.]

I won't. I promise. [He couldn't have prepared for that, though he wishes he had brought along more things with him in anticipation of security bots and all of what did happen. He'll remember next time. Spare no caution, with CERES.

Tucking in, he closes both eyes and exhales.]

Good. If it's a promise, you can't go breaking it.

[He knows that isn't how this works, that Hinata wouldn't choose to in this case but circumstances are often out of both their control.

But at least they have been reminded about the need for caution. Komaeda smooths a hand over Hinata's hair once more. It really would be best if he rested for a little while, right? Even if he knows Hinata wnats to go protagonist.]

[Hinata's forgetting a little about his protagonist-ing when Komaeda pets his hair... Mmm. It feels so nice. He wants to cuddle in and fall right to sleep but he's resisting. Something in his mind is reminding him he should make sure to get in touch with people...

Nnn... Tired...]

I'd never wanna break a promise to you, [sleepily.]

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