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Komaeda hums softly to a tune to the song that played on the small radio that sat in front of him and his lover. Idly he plays with the long locks of ebony, sliding his slender fingers through the tangles making a mental note to brush it out once again later.
His beloved, a wealthy and powerful man who went by the name Izuru Kamukura. One of the world's leading head mafia members, rivaling the Kuzuryuu clan itself. He was intelligent, strategic, cleaver, and one of the most attractive men he had ever lied eyes upon.
And this man, this wonderful beautiful man had picked him up off the streets; alone, hungry, and nearly dying. And took him in, not out of pity but out of some sort of empathic intrest.
And Komaeda would do his best to please the man, but all he ever asked was for him to recover. It struck him as odd and off putting.
He offered so many things; his service, his money, his body, his life. But Kamukura would only say the same thing, "I only ask for your recovery and company. "
And over the past three years, he did recover. He grew stronger and more clever. Doing anything he could to pass those walls the man had put up from the beginning.
And one day, he did.
He's not sure how, but it had started with just a normal day that escalated into kissing and soon tangled limbs and moans under the pale moonlight.
And ever since that day, he forever remained at his side. Caring and showering him in affection and all the love his body could muster.
And in return, Kamukura showed him the side no would ever see, he would smile on rare occasions, kiss and hold Komaeda's hand when he asked. He would do anything for the male that he had once picked up off the streets. No one would hurt his Nagito, his precious Nagito.
Never again would he allow such a foolish mistake to happen, not when he held the other so dearly to him. How he broke every wall he had put up.
Or the countless times, he would deny the other service in return, he cared not for such actions. He thought emotions at one point in time were so utterly useless and in the way of his empire. But to have someone to protect, to have stand at his side proudly, worry for his well-being -- it made his heart swell with pride.
All because he decided to take a different route than usual for a pickup, he found the man that would become his second in command and his soon to be husband.