The tossing and turning coming from the person next to them is really making it hard for Kamukura to sleep. They sigh, watching their anxious partner shivering in their sleep, thrashing slightly, sweat trickling down their face.

Watching them like this is really paining them. They tilt their head to the side, observing him. He must be having another nightmare. They can't allow this. . .Besides, even if they did, they know they'll get an ear-full from Hinata for letting their partner suffer. But that will not be necessary; Izuru loves him too.

They reach out, gently shaking Komaeda's shoulder. "Komaeda. . .Komaeda. . .Nagito."

The fluffy-haired boy whimpers, curling in on himself, starting to somehow cry in his sleep.

Kamukura's heart aches, shaking him harder. "Nagito. Angel, please wake up."

Komaeda's eyes fly open as he sits straight up in their shared bed, shaking like a leaf.

"It's all my fault," He mutters, "It's all my fault, I'm a horrible person. . .Why am I even still alive? I should be dead, I should be-"

"Nagito."

Komaeda whips his head around as his eyes adjust to the darkness, focusing on Izuru. He was the only one on the entire island that could tell them and Hinata apart with just one brief glance. The power of love! Komaeda had called it.

"Izuru-"

"Shush," They hold their arms out for him, "Come here. I've got you."

The fluffy-haired boy collapses into the tan person's arms, sobbing into Kamukura's shirt. Kamukura exhales lightly, wrapping their arms around him and holding him close.

"I apologize for soiling your shirt like this, Izuru," Komaeda sniffs, "Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry-"

"I was not yet asleep. Besides, I hope that you would if you were suffering like this. I want to help you, Nagito. You and Hajime. . .You guys are people I want to protect. My job is to keep you two comfortable. Either way, you are the person I love, Nagito."

Komaeda sniffs, burying his face in Kamukura's chest. ". . .I love you too, Izuru. . .Although I still don't understand how someone as wonderful as you could love someone like me."

"I never thought I was capable of emotions before," Kamukura admits, "But you-and the 'Hajime' in me I suppose, taught me about them, taught me how to feel. So believe me."

Komaeda is silent for a few moments, just letting himself be hugged by his partner. ". . .Why did you wake me up?" He mutters finally.

Kamukura blinks. "I could sense your distress. A nightmare, I take it. You-"

"N-No," Komaeda interrupts with a slight stammer, "F-From the Program. You guys should've just let me sleep forever, let me die. Why'd you cure me? Why'd you-"

"Angel," Kamukura interrupts this time, using one of the only three pet-names they'll use, "It is because I love you. All of us on this island care for you, yes? Do you think I would allow them all to live if they did not? If we are all getting a second chance and a future, then you are getting it too. You are forbidden to die."

Komaeda sits up and meets Izuru's softened, tired gaze. "Izuru. . .existence hurts so much. Does it ever get better? Tell me, will I have the will to live one day?"

"I believe so," They pause for a moment, "No matter what, healing will take time. And remember you are not alone in this. . ."

". . .Really?"

"I promise. Now," Kamukura glances at the clock, "It is late. Would you like to try sleeping again? I will be right here."

Komaeda smiles faintly. "Alright. Thank you, Izuru," He snuggles back into their chest, listening to their heartbeat, ". . .I love you."

"I love you too," Is the immediate response, "Now rest."