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The adventures of Hinata and Gundam

Bonus:

  Name: Masky

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Birthday: August 18th

Height: 5’7”

Sexuality: Asexual/Panromantic

Occupation: Megane Enthusiast/RPer/Student

Do you have any--

siblings: Younger Brother

pets: None

piercings: None

tattoos: None

Favorite--

movies: ...I don't actually watch a lot of movies so I don't know

foods: I like a lot of different types of cuisine... rip

bands/artists: Does VOCALOID count---?

"what if hinata said "hola muchacho"..„"

"to ko"

"wHY WouLD HE SAY THAT"

How foolish of him. 

"No! No, you’re…! Hajime-kun, you’re not listening!" Komaeda reached out, taking one of Hinata’s hands in his only hand. Giving it a light but still friendly squeeze. "I said… Thats what you told me last time.. I have no desire to be stabbed again…”

The first time was horrible. Not only was Komaeda morosely sick, but Hinata had managed to get him onto the floor and then kick him while he was down! Thankfully the second instance was calm for the most part. Still, luck had a way of being horrible to Komaeda, so this current run of Hinata’s eerie change might end up with another injury. Apparently his lack of a left hand wasn’t bad enough. Hah.

He snapped back in almost a harsh way. The other took his hand at that moment, as his face was painted with a small blush. Maybe he should be more nice, but with the other in a panic there was nothing he could really do... huh, this was no fun and he wouldn't stand for this to wait any longer... but either way... it would happen and he was sure of it- the other wouldn't ever be able to escape... not ever... and he knew that for a fact. But he said that's what he said last time? Huh, who really cared if that's what he said last time- the past was the past and all he cared about was right now.

"The past is the past, there is no reason to fret over it now"

But it seemed like the other had other plans. Apparently his gauze needed to be reapplied. Honestly it wasn't he had the intent to kill the other when there was a better option available... but still if he ever tried to get away he knew that there would be another thing coming. He gave a small sigh, before averting his eyes and giving a small nod he sighed.

"Alright Alright, hun"

"Right… if I’m allowed to stay, then I shall." He tells the other, smiling amiably. He’s careful to keep a nice amount of distance between the two of them, considering the conditions and amount of unfamiliarity Hinata must be feeling at the moment.

"Well I don't see why not"

He stated bluntly, feeling a little more comfortable in the situation, despite being rather tense even for him.. but it was alright- as far as he knew this person wasn't harmful and just wanted to talk with someone, he could reason with that... though the other asked if he had anywhere he had to go. His heart skipped a beat- as he remembered that he was expected to be at the hospital or something- but he didn't really feel like going. Ah, well distractions were better anyway. 

And Komaeda likely wouldn’t be able to stop it.

"…Alright, fine. I’m panicking, but just a little bit. You’re… acting strange, and it frightens me. You wouldn’t react well if I talked about ripping your vocal cords out, right? And last time you.. you said you were going to….”

Komaeda trailed off, the words catching in his throat for a few seconds. If Hinata brought up stabbing him again, his panic would shoot through the roof. Much like the second time Hinata was like this. That was one of the factors that contributed to their crying mess on the floor, too. Frankly Komaeda would preferred that crying mess now than Hinata’s stoic threats.

Of course he decided now was the time to be honest- good, at least the male had some decency, if he got anything less than what he wanted, then things might end up a bit sticky- if the other just sat still and listened to him that would be so much easier, but it would also be boring. He did enjoy his boyfriend being like this, honestly it was so cute! Cuter than when he was just in a normal state of mind... ah yes. How cute his boyfriend was, and what he would give to make sure that he would stay there forever. But he was saying that he was acting strange? Ah, was he coming off as too cold? How inconsiderate of him.

"Ah? Was I coming off as too cold? Do you want more enthusiasm?"

He gave a smirk, before looking at the other with a bright smile, almost eerie considering the state of mind that he was in, but that wasn't the point at the moment, he would make sure that everything would be perfect.

      — [Internally screaming]

Nope. This wasn’t going to be easy. Why couldn’t Komaeda have his way just once? Just one time while Hinata was acting up like this. There wouldn’t be any threats, casual remarks of ending his life, and no tears and pleas to STOP!!

Try again. If at first one doesn’t succeed, just try again. This time Komaeda lowered his hand, flexing his fingers a few times and biting his tongue. First time he got through to Hinata was when Komaeda practically asked him to kill him. Second his fingers were around the Good Luck’s neck he snapped out of it. But Komaeda didn’t want to have to go through strangulation again for Hinata to return to normal. 

Why couldn’t there be an easier option…?!

"If anything you look like the one who needs to settle down, after all you're the one in a panic"

Of course, this would be much more difficult than he would have liked it to be but then again- the struggle made it much more interesting didn't it? Ha, at least if it came to a dead end he could always just kill him! But, if he did that then the fun would stop... haa- choices! There were so many choices but there would be only one outcome, and what made it more fun was that he wasn't sure of it. Taking a step closer a smirk was plastered on his face.

"Ha, you should look at yourself right now, deep breaths, deep breaths"

Ok, he knew there was someone there- but who it exactly was he wasn't sure.. honestly he felt like the name was on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't exactly find the right words... oh well, it's not like the girl said anything to him so he really couldn't judge- he was still all new to this and so sometimes he failed to use the techniques that he was taught to recognize someone other than their face... this was hard.