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[All of this is comforting, like Komaeda is replenishing the reserves of his peace of mind by being close to Hinata, soaking it up, the warmth and the closeness and how he can feel each breath Hinata takes.]

Mm... especially then.

[That is when he is the crankiest. All the time.] Maybe you won't mind if I make a selfish request? Don't let me go? For a little while?

That's a pretty easy request to grant.

[Hinata laughs quietly and moves to plant his chin against Komaeda's chest. He's looking up at him like this, his expression contented, fingers stroking softly up and down over Komaeda's arm.

Yeah... It's good to be back with him.]

Then, I'm not letting you go at all.

[Nope. Not even a little. Fingers sift through dark hair, sorting it back into order. Messing it up. Back into order.] It's funny. I think I'm feeling better already.

[Strange how that works, right? Definitely strange. Or maybe not so strange. Hinata is his peace of mind, the stable thing in his life, through all the difficult things that they've been through.

Together. They've been through them together. That's why being separated is so hard, he thinks. He promised Hinata he'd stay by his side.]

[Stop tousling his hair so much, Komaeda, he hasn't had a proper shower in days-- that being said, it feels pleasant and he's missed it. He breathes a great sigh of contentment, eyes lidded like a happy cat.]

Because of me?

[He says with a certain relish... he likes being special. Don't shoot him down now, Komaeda.]

[No. He's not going to stop at all. He's missed touching him -- and if Hinata would like to shower, that's fine. Heu'll just have company because Komaeda is not letting him out of his sight just now.

He looks down at him before exhaling a sound that's very close to a laugh. Hinata, so cute. How could he shoot him down?]

Mm... I wonder. It might just be that I've missed sleeping in a real bed. [Yup. Okay so he shot him down a little, but he adds, quieter.] Of course because of you. I feel like I can breathe again. [And he's the one who's the air element so his breathing should've been fine IF HIS BOYFRIEND HAD BEEN AROUND.]

[Hinata's lips purse slightly as he's (slightly) shot down and he eyes Komaeda skeptically as though wondering what he's going to say next. Oh, okay, that part's good. He closes his eyes, pleased now.]

Who knew I'd have such a big affect on that.

[He strokes his fingertips against the center of Komaeda's chest, gently.] But me too. At least, I feel like myself again. Not like... I've got a knot in my stomach I can't get past.

Didn't you know?

[Komaeda murmurs quietly. He thinks it must be obvious by now how much Hinata means to him, how much strength and stability he draws from his presence -- in Haven, here too.

His lips stretch into a smile and cups a hand gently to Hinata's cheek, thumb tracing gently along his cheekbone.] I'm glad.

[Hinata sighs, turning his face into Komaeda's palm, his eyes shut with contentment. He nuzzles his cheek right into that warm palm, the gentle caress of his finger. Mmm. Nice. He likes this.

Just give him a few moments here. He's basking.]

[Don't think he doesn't know what you're doing, Hinata. He's totally aware. But it's adorable, so he won't say anything. Instead he'll happily indulge, fingertips tracing over warm skin, down along his jawline, absent-mindedly. They're familiar lines, the angles of Hinata's face, and that's comforting too.

So Komaeda might be basking a bit himself as well.]

Heyyy, Nagito, [Hinata drawls it out after a long moment.]

Aren't you going to kiss me? [His eyes are shut but gosh Komaeda keeps on touching him and it's so nice but he's expecting kisses. Kisses pls and thank you.]

I'm getting there. Don't be impatient.

[Komaeda scolds, but it carries no weight behind it. He leans in to catch those lips because he really wants to kiss him too. He lingers in a kiss, soft and sweet and chaste, bursting with all the relief he's felt since waking up to find Hinata there, all the worry he's been holding onto while they were separated.]

Hajime... [He murmurs his name before kissing him again. And again.]

[Hinata's pursing his lips as he's told not to be impatient how is he not supposed to be impatient!! He just wants kisses and lots of them-- and there they are. He sags against Komaeda, one of his arms sliding up and around his neck, fingers framing the back of it.

He returns the kiss as softly as Komaeda kissed him first, sliding their noses together, nuzzling in-between the touches of their mouths.]

[Good. More kissing. Komaeda winds up lingering more and more with each kiss, like it's growing harder and harder to break away from Hinata's lips. Each kiss eases something in him, settles his heart back to beating in its correct rhythm.

Fingers find their way to slip through Hinata's hair again, smiling at the sweetness of that nuzzling.

He draws back just far enough to speak, lips brushing Hinata's as he does.] I love you, Hajime. Let's not get separated again like that. [Like they have any control over that. But a boy can dream.]

I love you too, Nagito. [...] I'll beat up anyone who tries.

[Hinata murmurs it to Komaeda's lips-- he doesn't pull off threatening very well when he's preoccupied melting as much as humanly possible into Komaeda and into his kiss. He strokes his fingers through pale hair, catching it around his fingers.

An idea coming to him, he opens up his eyes.] Want to have a bath together?

Will you really?

[Komaeda is pleased by this idea actually. Good. That's perfect. He smiles and kisses at those lips happily enough, content for the moment. It's funny how his mood is improving just now.

And then all the more when Hinata suggests that. Oooh.] Yes. Let's do that. Together. [Bath together best idea. Sign him up.]

[Hinata goes a little pink, possibly because Komaeda is happy and seeing Komaeda happy gives him butterflies-- what. He's not embarrassing.]

Then, c'mon.

[He nudges him gently, to get him up.]

[Wow what an embarrassing dork, Hinata. Except if Komaeda knew any of that, he'd be really really happy about it too. For now he just smiles at that blush and nods in agreement.]

Mm!

[He moves to sit up, reaching a hand out to Hinata. Come with him? Come with him and have a bath and wash away the recent past.]

[Hinata smiles back and it's probably a dopey face but it's a Komaeda-exclusively shown dopey face so it's fine. Or something like that. He takes that offered hand to sit up too, sliding his legs off of the bed and straightening.

Stretching lightly, he moves to tug Komaeda up.

THEN OFF TO THE BATHROOM--]

[Komaeda lets himself be tugged, rising up to his feet and following along with Hinata eagerly, catching up and knocking into him gently and then just plain leaning into Hinata with a contented sound.

Then he realizes they're wasting valuable time, tugs his hand free and even while they're walking will start helping Hinata peal out of his clothes.

Because Komaeda has always wanted to be helpful if nothing else.]

Whoa-- Hey, Nagito...

[Hinata's not expecting it (he really should've known) and he laughs, flushing slightly as his clothes start coming off. He tries to lift up his shoulders to make it easier on him, though one of his eyebrows raise.]

Why am I the only one being undressed here?

[He really should have known, let's just be real about that one. Komaeda just smiles at him, as though he's asking really obvious questions.

Because he's asking really obvious questions.]

Because I'm more opportunistic than you are, Hajime.

[Aaaand he's almost done. Rather efficient for Komaeda actually, but he's determined at the moment.]

Is that what you call it?

[Hinata is grumbling as he's twisted out of more of his clothes, nearly getting tangled up in his pants (when did those get loose?!).]

Stop there, I'm gonna take off your clothes. [Huff puff blush he's going to lightly bat Komaeda's hands away so he can get at his clothes.]

Of course. What would you call it?

[Those got loose when you were fussing about things, Hinata. Komaeda just smiles at him as he's told to stop. He laughs quietly though and holds his hands up. All right all right.]

As you like, Hajime. I'll cooperate.

[Hmpf Hinata exhales this satisfied sound through his nose as he peels Komaeda out of his sweater first, then his shirt, and his fingers fumble at his pants before he finds a firmer grip. Off they go!

He pauses once they're both in their boxers, seeming satisfied to have evened it up.]

That's better.

[Komaeda actually does cooperate now, happy to let Hinata strip him of his clothes because this seems like a perfect idea so far as he's concerned.

He's also not shy about reaching out, curling his fingers into the waistband of Hinata's boxers. Now these. Now these too. And then they can have a bath and use all the hot water in the building.]

Much better. But it could get better too.

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