Even to his drug addled mind, there's something disconcerting about the way that's worded. He can't think well enough to pin down what it is that's bothering him, but he understands that he needs to refuse it. There's an airy little laugh. ]
Hm...? Things like that are better when they're a surprise, Komaeda-kun... When the person you love surprises you with a cute, romantic gesture like that... ♡
[ There's a blissful little sigh as he thinks about it. It should make his intentions clear, though. He's in no rush to ask for something he doesn't need, much less when it would just be getting it over with... Ah, that must be what's bothering him. It sounds like such a sad, burdensome thing, and Hiyori is a bit of a romantic. The very idea of it being a burdensome and transactional affair makes him want to cry, now that he thinks about it. How sad would it be to have to ask for something so simple and precious?
So then, the proper way to end a night would be... ]
Goodnight, Komaeda-kun. I love you.
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does that mean their first time can be in his office while he's shirking his duties
[ It could be an effort to tempt him, or it could be an effort to lull him in for some other purpose. It's always a guessing game with Komaeda, but Hiyori finds himself unable to properly care what the outcome of this approach might be. But anything he took would be freely given, without him asking for it. The drugs lowered his inhibitions and were rapidly incapacitating both his mind and body, but they couldn't erase his core.
Think for yourself, decide for yourself, and offer love freely. If Komaeda was willing to give anything and everything to Ultimates, then Hiyori would reffuse to take each and every time. That was ever his way. He might have moved after saying goodnight if such a thing were possible for him, but as it is he's stuck leaning on the wall, head and shoulder resting against it. ]
Hmm... I hope so. That would be a pleasant dream.
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that's true maybe he won't moan into the phone this time
[ It had, and that red stain is what had made him decide to change it. His bedroom was recreated in blue and white, with a few more accents added, giving it a much softer and less clinical appearance than the sharp monochrome had. Hiyori isn't quite as fond of it as he was the previous incarnation, but he's certain that it will grow on him. He manages to pull himself off and make his way into the room, stumbling a little as he makes his way over to the bed.
He feels terrible, and the thought of counting Ultimates makes him feel a little sicker. ]
Hm, I suppose I won't be having any pleasant dreams tonight.
[ He laughs softly. Ah, but his guest has done all that he needs to now... ]
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okay you know what that's fair, komaeda shouldn't have to settle like that
Even to his drug addled mind, there's something disconcerting about the way that's worded. He can't think well enough to pin down what it is that's bothering him, but he understands that he needs to refuse it. There's an airy little laugh. ]
Hm...? Things like that are better when they're a surprise, Komaeda-kun... When the person you love surprises you with a cute, romantic gesture like that... ♡
[ There's a blissful little sigh as he thinks about it. It should make his intentions clear, though. He's in no rush to ask for something he doesn't need, much less when it would just be getting it over with... Ah, that must be what's bothering him. It sounds like such a sad, burdensome thing, and Hiyori is a bit of a romantic. The very idea of it being a burdensome and transactional affair makes him want to cry, now that he thinks about it. How sad would it be to have to ask for something so simple and precious?
So then, the proper way to end a night would be... ]
Goodnight, Komaeda-kun. I love you.
does that mean their first time can be in his office while he's shirking his duties
Think for yourself, decide for yourself, and offer love freely. If Komaeda was willing to give anything and everything to Ultimates, then Hiyori would reffuse to take each and every time. That was ever his way. He might have moved after saying goodnight if such a thing were possible for him, but as it is he's stuck leaning on the wall, head and shoulder resting against it. ]
Hmm... I hope so. That would be a pleasant dream.
that's true maybe he won't moan into the phone this time
He feels terrible, and the thought of counting Ultimates makes him feel a little sicker. ]
Hm, I suppose I won't be having any pleasant dreams tonight.
[ He laughs softly. Ah, but his guest has done all that he needs to now... ]
Sweet dreams, Komaeda-kun.
[ He may have them in Hiyori's place. ]