npc contact.2
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( STOPP LET HIM HAVE THEM THIS IS HIS FIRST TIME HOLDING ROKKUN'S KEYS... sighs. )
come on, tell me rokkun, do you know what happens?
( he's going to lean really close into rokkun's personal space, like... close, looks up at him, he's interested... tell him!! )
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ughhhhhghghh he's not going to lean away, he won't lose, give him that pda... he taps away at the keyboard as best he can with Komaeda in the way and
actually, no, he's going to get up. Maybe this is where he'll leave and go to the nurse's office instead, down some more pain meds at the expense of his liver ]
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when he gets up, komaeda watches him slightly dizzy from the shift in movement, and how he has to look up a little more. he grabs the pda, then pockets rokkun's keys in the jacket, and he'll grab the can of coffee if he left that behind to clean up his mess... please, no messy.
alright, now he's going to follow him to the nurse's office. that place might be better, especially if komaeda's going to stab himself. )
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while he does that, komaeda will dig a kitchen knife out of his pajama pants pocket??? how was that there??? well, when you're a psychopath, you can have these things. sometimes you have to bring your own weapon just in case you didn't think there would be any other ways to cut yourself.
he's just going to keep rokkun's keys in his possession. )
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Do you sleep with that?
[ why!! in your pajama pants!! ]
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anyway he'll nod, but he'll look at it, and then back up to rokkun, and then back to it.
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brings the knife up to his neck?? i'm p sure he did this on his bday help. )
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HE THINKS IT IN HIS HEAD and maybe Komaeda can tell what he was thinking, and maybe he can tell Rokkun's now thinking "stoppppp" as he goes to snatch the knife away ]
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stop what about the void, they were literally talking about blood being wasted, but he'll let rokkun take it because he doesn't see what the mental fuss is about. he pouts, looking away for a moment, and then he reaches out with both arms, his hands latching to the other's waist to pull him by the jacket...
either stab him or lay down, komaeda will move out the cot if rokkun gets on it with him so he can have it to himself... promise. )
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okay, he wins, and luckily for him komaeda's not too bothered by their position. the other on top, somehow he's on the bottom, but is this really good for his legs?? don't they hurt?
parting his mouth with a sigh which can't even be heard, he's reaches up with one hand to grab at the front of rokkun's shirt so he can tug it. a silent request for him to come closer and lay down properly.
he's not looking at him eye to eye. )
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he's heavy when he does that, it almost feels like he can't breathe, or maybe he just didn't expect rokkun to come this close. it's the closed gap of their lips that surprises komaeda at first, and his eyes no longer turn away and instead shift to meet the other's own. it's not like at the beginning of the year where komaeda fed him through the means of a kiss, but there was nothing behind it. he feels the need to pull away out of embarrassment actually.
his fingers tighten in the fabric of the other's shirt instead, breath hitches, and his thoughts try to compile together a reason. it won't sit right with him if someone who lacks talent takes advantage, and so komaeda leans up a little more to extend the length of the kiss — he thinks that maybe the drugs are getting to rokkun, but that doesn't stop him from parting his mouth to sweep his tongue along the width of his bottom lip for a better taste of what may be a mix of bitter medicine and caffeine. )
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The fact that Komaeda doesn't pull away, though, the fact that he can feel that hand on his shirt and breath on his lips, has him sliding his eyes closed, hands wandering to brush the hangs off Komaeda's face and thread his fingers in the hair at the side of his face like he can physically keep him here, like this, tasting of painkillers and coffee and the faintest bite of mint toothpaste. There is nothing sweet about the kiss. It's insistent but at the same time restrained, and he's first to pull away and instead presses a kiss to Komaeda's jaw, on the side of his neck, so he can give without needing to be reciprocated. ]
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unlike his friend, komaeda doesn't close his eyes, instead he perceives every action the other takes within the room, and whatever light he has to guide him. the only reason rokkun can do this is because he's being allowed, though it seems komaeda's careless reciprocation only encouraged him. the feeling of his lips brushing against his neck sends a shiver down his spine, an unfamiliar action that if he doesn't think too much about, but it tickles so he shivers a bit (while thinking of england, yama said this is what he has to do). maybe komaeda's too detached from the carnal human desires, or maybe he just can't get over how heavy rokkun is... it's probably why he feels himself slightly warm considering how close they are, and komaeda's colder than him.
he's going to reach for the hand that's not in his hair (it's actually very soft, he got hinata to brush it), so he can instead push the knife onto the floor... let it hit something and slide under the bed, so he can assist in a different way. he's going to wrap his arms around the other's neck instead, his fingers lightly tracing at the nape of it to grab his attention, and then he's going to try and turn him so that he can get the third year on his side in the cot... is he going to misinterpret this, i sat here with this sentence like this dumbass gunna leave a hickey or bite him or sumn, and that's gunna be the reason why they're playing hide and seek in the other tag. )
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