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I do. [There's enough embarrassment to sink a battleship flowing through the link. His frazzled nerves about the whole big day hasn't settled. It's just toned down to a dulled panicked scream in the back of his head.]

...thank you for being so patient with me. I really appreciate that. I know you hate it when I promise to be better at something for your sake but...

[His insecurities are having a massive field day like they always do when it comes to this topic. They'd be throwing a party if he let them.]

I want to be better about it. This is important to me.

[ Even though Hinata knows everything now, with or without the emotional connection, he decides to take it with ease, knowing full well what he's going through. }

It's okay. I know how important it is, and... honestly, all I want is for you to be happy. I'll wait for as long as it takes.

[He sighs, too relieved to bother hiding it. It's not that he doubted Hinata. It's just nice to hear he'll wait.] ...well, I really don't want to make you wait too long. It makes me so happy I could cry that you'd wait for me.

But I want this.

...later when we're both home I want to talk about the questions Usagi-san asked me to consider.

It's only fair, isn't it? I made you wait a long time, after all.

[ Both in just how long it took for him to show up initially to begin with and then in how long it took for them to get to this. ]

Yeah. Just let me know when you're back. Alright?

[He starts to refute that Hinata made him wait and stops. It isn't wrong. The silence has stretched on for a few minutes but it isn't uncomfortable.]

I'm on my way home right now. ...the wait was worth it, Hajime.

[When he arrives he makes sure to announce it with a brush of love through the connection. He strides into the living room and sits down in the middle of the couch. It's his favorite place to sit.] ...Can I...lean against you as we talk about this?

Of course.

[ Honestly, Hinata could care less. Komaeda really didn't have to ask; he'd allow it without question. But he does appreciate the asking regardless. ]

I don't mind at all. What did you want to start with?

[He leans against Hinata and shuts his eyes. If he'd went with this approach from the start he wouldn't be half as nervous as he is.] ...how big do you want this to be? The wedding.

...I don't want anything big. But if you do we can figure out a middle ground.

Well honestly... I just want to invite our friends, really.

[ While Hinata would be completely fine with something large and extravagant, it's not something that he needs so he can definitely compromise on that point. ] We really don't need to invite all of Verens to it. That is, if you're okay with that.

[His shoulders sag as the tension washes out of him. He reaches up to thread his fingers into Hinata's hair. It's been a worry that his position in the city might mean he had to do that. Or was expected to. This is...he sighs.]

I'm relieved we agree there. I don't think I could handle more than just our friends. It's nothing against everyone else...

[Hinata understands and that's what counts.] What about the season?

[ Hinata can't help but lean into the touch a little bit, relaxing a bit as he smiles just a bit. ]

... Summer?

[Why hadn't he thought of that? He leans back, laying down across Hinata's lap and gently tugs at his shirt. Posed like this all the questions about that day feel almost relaxing.] By the lake?

If we're going to recreate how we first met then we need water.

Yeah, the lake would definitely be the best place for this.

So far we have by the lake in the summer, with our friends. [His fingers trace little patterns on Hinata's chest.] ...that was easy to decide.

Did you honestly think it would be difficult?

No. [He looks away. There is a lot he could say but Hinata would already know. This is a big event. Even now he worries about his luck. He breathes in.] This is the best my life has ever been.

[ With the way he glances away there's definitely something more to it, but Hinata won't mention it. ]

I'm glad. Really.

[Komaeda reaches up, fisting Hinata's shirt with both hands.] I still don't feel like I'm worthy of it. But one day I'll feel like I am.

I love you.

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