Absent Student | KomaHina

Chapter 24

I threw the towel to him and lazily dried my hair with mine, before wrapping it around my waist. He covered his lower part with it in a rush. He looked almost relieved to not be completely naked anymore. "Komaeda..." he tapped on my shoulder, trying to get my attention. "I-I... don't have a spare hoodie." he admitted. "Could I borrow one of yours?"

Hinata-kun wearing my clothes? I imagined it and I became obsessed with the image. Though, before I got lost in daydreaming, I pinched myself to get a grip. "Of course! Anything that I own is at your disposal. I can grab one for you now, since I have to get dressed too." I suggested and headed to the door.

"Oh, right. Where did you put your dirty clothes? I'll wash them for you." I offered. He pointed at a messy pile of clothes, "Over there." I grabbed them and was about to leave when he stopped me in distress. "WAIT—!" I glanced at him, confused. "My... bracelet! It's in the shorts." He took them from me and searched for it. "Found it!! Oof, that was close." he sighed in relief. He must really treasure it. I'm so happy. Soon he proudly put it on his wrist again.

Oh, should I grab some new bandages for him? His previous ones aren't of use anymore. I need to take a look at his wound again. I put the clothes to the side, approached him and kneeled in front of him, inspecting it. "Hinata-kun, I'm going to— huh?" When I looked up to glance at his face, it came to my attention that his cheeks were flushed. He stepped back from me in a frantic manner. "W-what the hell are you... doing?!" he stuttered and took a defensive posture.

"Me? Nothing much..." I frowned, confused, but soon I understood what he could've thought of. He was about to get salty when I said, "I was checking on your wound, because I'm worried about you, however, Hinata-kun seems to have only dirty explanations in his mind." I shook my head in fake disapproval. Not that I mind it, really. He gazed at me with strong disbelief at first, but after a while his expression shifted to one of someone that realized they screwed up big time. "I... I don't know what you're talking about." he laughed nervously, supporting his hands on both sides of his hips.

I got closer to him again and softly traced the tips of my fingers up his leg. "Of course, I'm so stupid! There's no way that a thought of me sucking you off would ever cross your mind, right?" I stood up, trying my best to keep my neutral expression. He inhaled sharply. "U-uhm... y-yeah." after a while of, I presume, painful to him silence, his attitude changed somewhat. He appeared to feel shy which I found straight up adorable. "Theoretically speaking, what if I did..?" he asked with a faint, hesitant voice. I smiled brightly and answered, "Well, obviously, I'd suck your— mhmnh." He covered my mouth with his hand, shutting me up very quickly.

Noticing that I might've made him feel uneasy, I slowly took his hand off my face and added, "I was just teasing you, Hinata-kun." I said calmly, understanding his boundaries. Then I patted his hair that seemed to be slowly drying. "I'm going now. Go get dressed up in the meantime or I might really do that." I warned him in a playful way to which he reacted by quickly rushing to grab his clean clothes. I chuckled loudly and my eyes teared up from laughing. "You're so much fun to be around, Hinata-kun."

He pursed his lips. Don't get mad, please. It's a compliment! With you here this house full of dread and sorrow somehow got filled with liveliness and joy. It's an undeniable miracle. "Ah, I'm glad." he laughed cutely.

When I got upstairs, I got lost in my thoughts. I gave up before, both on living and him. The only reason why I'm right here and able to cherish his closeness is Hinata-kun himself. I don't understand why he cares this much about me, but I can't afford to disappoint him ever again. "That's a nice one. I'm sure he'll look great in it!" I spoke out loud after finding a loose, comfy-looking hoodie in my closet.