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Kamukura came back as angry as usual.
It's been like this for a while now.
He'd always come home late, pissed off and tired. Then if Nagito even said one word to him, even just 'hi', all hell would break loose and they'd get into an argument.
More of a one sided argument of Kamukura yelling at Nagito while Nagito tries to calm him down.
Though tonight was different.
Nagito isn't the type to get mad. He very patient and doesn't like fighting with his love.
So when Kamukura walked in Nagito hadn't said anything to a voice saying anything sarcastic or rude since he had been upset with Kamakura. He'd probably talk about it later after Kamukura took a shower since that usually calmed him down.
Kamukura threw his coat up on the rack harshly, knocking it over accidentally but not caring. He walked through the living room over to the bathroom, then slammed the door behind him.
Nagito sighed while getting up and fixing the coat rack that had fallen over, then sat back down.
About 40 minutes later Kamakura walked out the bathroom, looking more like his deadpan self again. He sat down on the couch next to Nagito and started to run his fingers through the white messy fluff of hair.
Nagito, instead of trying to talk to Kamukura like he usually did, he just stayed silent and he kept a small distance between them.
And Kamurkura, finding that strange, pulled his boyfriend closer by the waist and laid his chin on the others shoulder.
Usually this would make Nagito smile but Nagito's upset expression never changed.
Kamukura sighed and pulled the other as close as they could possibly have been and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"What seems to be the problem my love?" Kamukura asked, his voice low and quiet.
"I saw you." Nagito looked away.
"What do you mean?"
"With Chiaki. I saw you kiss Chiaki. I-I understand I'm just s-some worthless trash a-and I dont deserve your l-love but...I-it obviously still h-hurt.." He sniffled.
Kamukura tightened his arms around Nagito's waist. "You're not worthless trash my love."
..."why did you so it.."
Kamukura froze for a few seconds before gaining his composure again.
"Y'know how Hajime likes Chiaki love. It was him fronting of course."
"Lie." Nagito pointed out immediately.
"Now why would I do that?"
"I dont know, you'd have to tell me."
"I can't tell you something I don't know love, I wouldn't lie to you."
"I know how good you are at reading people but I'm good at that to, especially when it comes to you. You tensed up when you said that, I'm assuming it was Hinata getting offended but you still lied nonetheless."
"Awe, and I thought the Ultimate Deciver talent was good." He pouted.
"It's works on everyone but me, I assure you." Nagito frowned and looked down.
"Now can you tell me why you kissed her."
"I was hanging out with a friend, as anyone does. You hangout with your friends to love, nothing out of the ordinary."
"But you kissed her!"
"Dont raise your voice at me." Kamakura glared.
"Sorry..."
"Now I'd like to nap."
"Can I just get an explination?"
"Yknow I love you Nagito. And if you love me, you'll drop the subject." Kamukura got up and began walking to the bedroom. "Come lay down when your ready I suppose."
Nagito stared at the black TV screen in silence, spaced out. He hadn't even realized when he started crying.