[Komaeda isn't expecting the kiss. He freezes at those fingers at his chin, lifting his head up just in time for that kiss. His eyes widen for a moment. And it is less than gentle, it isn't like kissing Hinata at all.
But somehow it is too. Strangely.
So Komaeda is just left staring at Kamukura as he turns on heel, just. Staring.
And then he reaches out to shove at his back because wow now he's embarrassed at the fat that this made him happy. Somehow. Because his Hajime is in there somewhere, blurring a bit maybe with Kamukura and. Well. Damn it for making him think and feel complicated things, SHSL jerkface. He hates you. He also loves you. It's complicated. It's so complicated.]
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But somehow it is too. Strangely.
So Komaeda is just left staring at Kamukura as he turns on heel, just. Staring.
And then he reaches out to shove at his back because wow now he's embarrassed at the fat that this made him happy. Somehow. Because his Hajime is in there somewhere, blurring a bit maybe with Kamukura and. Well. Damn it for making him think and feel complicated things, SHSL jerkface. He hates you. He also loves you. It's complicated. It's so complicated.]