[ It's always like this, and Hiyori is always willing to accept each and every affectionate gesture and violent outburst. He adjusts his position, tucking his leg under him to kneel properly as he returns the embrace. He accepted everything, and he gave everything in return, because there was no one else in this world who would. So it is now that he pays no mind to the contradiction, instead rubbing small circles on Komaeda's back. He hopes none of the blood rubs off on his new shirt.
It was unbelievable because, in his own words, he was a person who had no hope. He was complacent. He had become so content with having no future that he was too scared to envision one. Hiyori forgives that as he does all other flaws, though, because it means that he can shape a wonderful future for his charge. He needs no opinions nor objections to his plans, though he knows he'll continue to be met with both... Ah, it was always like that though.
There's a soft gasp when he feels Koameda's lips brushing against his ear, the combination of his warm breath and soft and murmurous voice sending little shivers down his spine. It is, he thinks, a touch unfair to act in such a distracting way while rejecting him so soundly. Such a troublesome boy, causing Hiyori's heart to hammer in his chest at his whim. ]
Invalidate what I've done? No, that's not possible.
[ He's gentle, but firm in this correction, in the same way that he always reserved for such matters. The world bent to his whims, not the other way around. If it would not bend, then he would snap it in half. But he allows him to pull away all the same, tilting his head. ]
that's how he gets you, he disguises himself as a cute lil pom friend
It was unbelievable because, in his own words, he was a person who had no hope. He was complacent. He had become so content with having no future that he was too scared to envision one. Hiyori forgives that as he does all other flaws, though, because it means that he can shape a wonderful future for his charge. He needs no opinions nor objections to his plans, though he knows he'll continue to be met with both... Ah, it was always like that though.
There's a soft gasp when he feels Koameda's lips brushing against his ear, the combination of his warm breath and soft and murmurous voice sending little shivers down his spine. It is, he thinks, a touch unfair to act in such a distracting way while rejecting him so soundly. Such a troublesome boy, causing Hiyori's heart to hammer in his chest at his whim. ]
Invalidate what I've done? No, that's not possible.
[ He's gentle, but firm in this correction, in the same way that he always reserved for such matters. The world bent to his whims, not the other way around. If it would not bend, then he would snap it in half. But he allows him to pull away all the same, tilting his head. ]
What is it, Komaeda-kun?