Silver Infinity ((Kamukura X Komaeda))

Chapter Twenty Two: A Long Time Ago

Komaeda allowed himself to feel the warm embrace of his new lover.
The midnight hair was like a blanket to bury his cheek into, and while he couldn't tighten his hold with his left hand, it made little difference when it came to his sturdy arms.

Of course he was a little disappointed, who wouldn't be when learning their partner was unsure about their own feelings? But it wasn't as though he could blame the Captain when he had inadvertently forced Kamukura into a foreign position with himself and his emotions.

"That's alright," Komaeda exhaled against the man's muscled, yet slender back. "You don't have to force yourself to reciprocate the feelings of someone like me, even after we did that. That was because we wanted to, right? So I'll just keep loving you, and you can take your own time to know what you want."
He could feel Izuru relax, as though he were physically feeling a sense of stress leave the other man's body.
"Then, let me ask you something in turn."

"Of course!" There was no need for the Captain to turn around to ask, Komaeda was comfortable hugging him where they stood.
"Why..." Kamukura paused, as though to collect his thoughts. "Why did you select me for your affections? Why a man that attempted to kill you, rather than the delicate woman that would do anything for you?"

"A woman like that would be much too boring," Nagito couldn't help a soft laugh. It was true, it was expected for the wife to care for her husband once she was married. But he had no interest in a woman that had been told since childhood that she had to merely obey. He liked the balance of an emotional struggle that he had with Kamukura, and admittedly, he liked not always feeling he needed to be the strongest.
Or perhaps it was more than that...
And that, he allowed himself to say aloud.

"But mostly, I think I really like men. I'm not sure why I fell for you, specifically though." Komaeda laughed softly, releasing the strength of his hug slightly. "Perhaps it was your beauty or your confidence. You're just sort of... Perfect."
He was glad the Captain was facing away right then, or he would have seen Nagito's face flushed red. Quickly, he changed the topic.
"What about you then? Why did you accept being with a- uh, another man?"
"Doesn't matter to me." The response was given without hesitation. "I can work with whatever is between the legs, I find emotions much more impactful, wouldn't you agree?"
The false pirate couldn't help a chuckle.

What wasn't perfect about the man in his hold?
"Now that we've discussed relationship details in the middle of the hallway, would you like something to eat yet?"
Komaeda had completely forgotten! He released the hug, letting Izuru continue leading him to the kitchen area which if he could remember, was towards the back of the ship.
The walk didn't feel as awkward as he had expected, and maybe the silence was a blessing, Komaeda wasn't sure he could take any more overwhelming information in such a short span of time.

If he could, he simply wanted to focus on dealing with the loss of his entire hand for the time being.
Nagito smelled it before he saw it, and what he smelled was a cooked meal just begging to be eaten.
"Remember we eat in rations." Kamukura must have read his thoughts... Or saw the saliva.
Not that Nagito had the nose of the gods, but he could smell cooked meat, with... Could it have been potatoes? Though, he may have been wrong.
Izuru pushed open the door and the hot steam of the oven flooded out, washing the two men with the smoke.
"Hello!" The cook waved through the steam, too difficult to make out any specific details.
"Gonta," The Captain greeted calmly, as though everything was normal. "And what did you make today?"
The man hurried out of the steam, revealing his childish face and... Massive body.