Talking through a wall

Love?

*What is love...?*
*Will I ever love...?*
*How does it work...?*
*What is my destiny...?*
*Do I...have a soul mate?*
*What is a soulmate?*

The thoughts consumed the dark-haired boy as he held the other in his arms. It was morning now; Izuru had held Nagito all night just listening to his soft snores. He'd only woken up a few minutes before, but his head was still swimming with thoughts. The ones he never would understand.
Nagito was attached and he could tell. It had barely even been a night. How was he supposed to tell him what he was thinking? Part of him didn't care but part of him wanted to tell him so he would, as people say, "lay off" only because he didn't want the boy to be hurt. He hated this.
He tensed up as the boy began to shift. He grumbled softly in his arms as he raised his head slowly to look at Izuru.

"Oh? Good morning..." Nagito smiled softly. The other man stopped playing with his hair, bringing himself back to reality.
"Good morning, Komaeda." H sat up slightly, grabbing the collar. "Would you like this back...? When you come back again tonight, we can take it off."
"I-...um sure, master." He nodded softly and went to grab it, but Izuru pulled his hand away.

"Let me." Nagito froze and nodded, sitting up before turning away from him. As the white hair was moved away from his neck. Izuru stared at the patch of bare skin. He felt guilty for putting it back on, so much so, that he placed a soft kiss to the skin before snapping the collar back in place.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be master it is my place. After all, I am a servant."
"You're a human who doesn't deserve this. Now. We are going to go eat." He said as he started to get up. The night before, he'd noticed Nagito seemed extremely skinny for a boy his age. Dangerously skinny. Izuru had never see him eating now that he thought about it.
"Yes sir. Sorry." Nagito stood up and slipped his cloths back on. His neck was now covered in hickeys and bite marks. Everyone would see and know what happened.
"To be clear, you do understand that I don't feel emotions, correct? I don't want you thinking this was for another reason except to help you." Which was a bullshit lie. He could honestly feel himself learning. Kamukura just didn't understand them quite yet.

Nagito nodded, "I'm sorry sir. I will make sure I don't take it as otherwise."Though, it was heartbreaking. Even if he only knew him a little it still hurt so much. He was the only one who showed him affection. Nagito was extremely attached and it wasn't going away easily.