[Komaeda fusses sulkily, but the smile is still on his face, still hidden against Hinata's shoulder, and his arms tighten around him in a hug. He trusts Hinata not to tip them over, of course.
He probably ought to let him go so they can park the bike and go inside, but it's comfortable and warm right now.]
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[Komaeda fusses sulkily, but the smile is still on his face, still hidden against Hinata's shoulder, and his arms tighten around him in a hug. He trusts Hinata not to tip them over, of course.
He probably ought to let him go so they can park the bike and go inside, but it's comfortable and warm right now.]