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Staying under the radar so the former CEO didn't suspect them of what they'd do... or something.

[But he slowly slows his bike further, turning into the residential district, coasting closer to the apartment.]

I'm just glad I was in time to help. [He doesn't want to see anything happen to Komaeda, after all.] Though, er, I wonder how dangerous those sloths would've gotten...? [Because they were sloths...]

That sounds like the sort of nefarious reasoning that'd be used, doesn't it?

[Yup. Can't trust the new guys. Couldn't trust the old guys. Maybe there is no good option here.

He laughs at Hinata's next question though.] Mm. Mostly they were giving me a headache at the time. But they did manage to kidnap me... I wonder if I should be embarrassed by that. [Kidnapped by sloths. A new low.]

Maybe only if they were regular sloths. Since they were sentient, huge sloths you can pass on the embarrassment.

[The bike rumbles to a stop and Hinata exhales quietly, not immediately moving to slide off of it. He leans back subtly against Komaeda...]

I'm really glad you're okay.

[Komaeda will take that pity point that Hinata has offered. Sentient huge sloths. Yes. Less pathetic if they were that. Sure.

He doesn't move to climb off the bike even as it stops. Instead his arms tightened around Hinata as he leaned back, holding him all too happily. It makes the whole mess of the day feel that much better now.]

Even if it was a rescue from sloths, it was still heroic, you riding in like that. [A pause and he adds,] It's kind of a turn on, you know. [He shouldn't be allowed to talk.]

[There's silence from Hinata and he's glad his face is still turned forward... he's blushing, his ears feeling hot.]

A-at least you didn't tell me that when I was driving, [he mutters, looking down at the motorcycle's handlebars with a small scrunch to his nose. He probably would've swerved around a bit accidentally...]

I thought I'd wait until we'd come to a full stop. Road rash isn't a turn on at all.

[Sorry, Hinata. He's started. He must be stopped. He just tightens his arms around Hinata now, pressing his face at the back of his shoulder with a smile that he tries to hide there.]

But now it seems safe for you to know it. [He's been swept off his feet okay?]

I can still overbalance the bike and send us falling down, y'know.

[But his voice is warm and playful... he wouldn't topple them over ever, gosh. Not when Komaeda's got his face pressed to the back of his shoulder.

That just makes his heart feel as though it's swelling...]

Aaah how cruel when I'm just saying nice things.

[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.]

Is "nice" all those things are?

[Hinata quips back, finding his sulky fussing cute... He's gotten to see so many of Komaeda's faces since they became a couple, and every expression and aspect of Komaeda is fascinating to him.]

Isn't nice what they are?

[Question turned right back around, but he lifts his head in favor of planting his chin over Hinata's shoulder now, turning his head so he can press a kiss to his cheek, just by his ear.]

Maybe they're something besides nice, too. [He can admit it.]

[Hinata's shoulder rucks up slightly, ticklish, his head turning so that he can look at Komaeda over his shoulder.]

See?

[A small huff of victory.]

They're not bad things though.

[Huff. Telling his boyfriend he's turned on by Hinata swooping in like an action hero isn't bad!! Hinata can be sexy, okay? Despite being a raging dork. It's an odd combination, but Komaeda likes it!!!

So he just sinks against him at that huff of victory.] I think most people would want to hear things like that from their boyfriend.

[Hinata laughs and nudges back against him again, one of his hands dropping to stroke his fingers along Komaeda's arm, where it's around him.]

I never said I didn't want to hear stuff like that from you.

I mean-- [He turns forward, as if that embarrassment is hitting him right now.] --it makes me happy...

[And there's more of that raging dork. Komaeda should not be so completely endeared by him. But he is, and there appears to be no help for it. He squirms just a little as those fingers stroke along his arm, and he wonders at himself for the pleasant shivery feeling it sends through him.]

Does it? Then good. It's true, so it's a good thing to be happy about.

[He turns to nuzzle against the side of his neck. Cute embarrassed Hinata. Let him take you inside and embarrass you more.]

[Hinata makes a little noise as his neck is nuzzled... and then he shifts and tugs at Komaeda's arm lightly.] A-anyway, let's get inside, okay, Nagito?

[He'll check him over extra, make sure he's not hurt.

Yes. That's surely it.]

[Komaeda unwinds his arms from around Hinata now, so he can get off the bike. And once he does, he follows suit, actually quite eager to get inside. Granted it was sloths and a healthy dose of absolutely ridiculous bullshit, but it's been a trying day.

And he really is still interested in expressing his gratitude for Hinata swooping in on his motorcycle all action hero style.]

You're no planning on going out anymore tonight, are you? [No more heroic actions to enact?]

No-- not since you're home and safe now.

[Unless anyone else needs a daring rescue, and then he might have to zoom off, but he'd much rather stay with Komaeda and keep an eye on him and let Komaeda keep an eye on him.

Mutual watching each other and assuring that it's safe... or something.]

[Komaeda doesn't bother to hide how pleased he is at this information. Since he's home and safe, that's why. It's a selfish thought right? Did he used to be this selfish? Ah well, he's happy anyway. This way he can keep an eye on Hinata too, make sure nothing bad happens.

It's definitely good. It makes him feel more settled, when things are going on, to have Hinata within sight.

So as they make their way inside to their apartment, he might be tucking himself up against Hinata, catching the other's hand with his own.] I'm glad. It's been a long day.

[Hinata glances down at their joined hands as they walked, pleasure rushing through him and a grin widening over his lips. He squeezes back at Komaeda's hand.]

It really has-- this might not be the end of it all yet, so we should still be a little careful. Of any kind of animal walking around in a suit or otherwise.

[Why, CERES...]

Aaah... do we really have to add animals in clothes to the list of things to watch out for?

[Komaeda is really completely over this nonsense. Except he knows that this place wraps its dangers in strange packages, so they'll have to be careful all around. But that's nothing new at least.]

But we can keep a lookout from inside. Definitely. [From the couch? He likes the couch. It's a good spot for invading Hinata's personal space.]

[Hinata smiles crookedly-- he hears that level of done even without having to look at Komaeda's face. It's the kind of done that Hinata gets in milder degrees when he does something stupid...]

Aa, from inside. Here, after you.

[OPENING THE DOOR like a gentleman.]

[Hey now who's doing stupid things exactly? Hinata? But oh wait. Door opened. His boyfriend really is a gentleman. Komaeda steps inside before turning around and reaching out. He curls his fingers into Hinata's shirt.

And then pulling.

Coming, Hinata? Inside.] Coming, Hajime?

[Such a gentleman-- even though he doesn't look the part. Even when he wears suits. Ah well. Hinata blinks and stumbles after the tug to his shirt, making a few grumbled sounds at Komaeda.]

I'd be coming even if you didn't pull me, you know...

[But it's playful grumbling.]

[Well one of them should be the gentleman. It's not Komaeda, especially since now he's just tugging all the more at the grumbling.]

Now you're coming faster.

[That's better, right? See? He's helping. Because that's what he does. He's a helper.]

If I trip into you and we both fall, you might regret it, [Hinata warns him in a voice a bit too light for warning. He kicks off his shoes once they're inside, pushing the door shut behind him with socked toes.

Inside. Inside and saaaafe.]

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