#komaeda n coffee was requested a lot so im just gonna answer the other asks :D

[celamoon]

Omg……….. I’m caught between two so feel free to choose!!!

Could I have a large soy candle with coffee scent or a large liquid candle with cotton Candy scent please!!! Thank youuuuu!!

(I know I love Komaeda but I’d also love to see your thoughts on how izuru would react to a carnival omg)

It's predictable.

Yet, Kamukura finds himself standing in the middle of the entrance, hand in yours, holding onto your bag as he takes photos for you. It's painfully predictable of you to want to go to a carnival, and it's painfully predictable of him to tag along with you. It's a date. He realizes that before you even tell him it is. Everything in his brain goes too fast, too slow, too this, too that. Kamukura thinks he's painfully in love with you before he wants to admit it. He knows it. It's something that the doctors had painstakingly tried to keep him from, but it happened anyway.

Maybe he was less special around you.

You hand the lady your tickets, and she tells the two of you to have fun before you pull him in.

You're going to have fun, but Kamukura knows he won't. He'll just accompany you around and make sure that you have all the fun you can before he does.

"What do you want to do?" You tilt your head at him first, blinking curiously at him.

"I am only accompanying you." He mumbles.

"Well," You drag him to get him a churro first. He's like a dog to you, almost. You always hand him a treat when you want him to stay still, and you always hand him something sweet when he does something good. Classical conditioning. He's being conditioned by you to do things in your favor. He didn't even know he had a preference for sweets. You seldom said anything in your head when you stared dead into his eyes some days.

Yet, he reads you naturally, almost as if he had known you for ages before and was simply reuniting with you.

It's something he seldom feels, he decides.

"Here," You hand him the churro and take your bag from his hands. He chews on it slowly as you drag him to the shop next.

Everything you're doing is predictable.

It's typical of you. You'll drag him to a ride next, and then you'll head off to have lunch before going to even more rides. There's not much to do in a carnival, after all.

Sticking to his word, you have lunch after the first ride.

"Are you bored?"

It's a rhetorical question from you.

"I'm sure you are," You tap your bottom lip as you chew, thinking about what you could do to at least crack a smile from him. Kamukura reaches over the table to wipe the corner of your lips, and he blinks.

"Sorry," You laugh to yourself, stretching your arms up. "We can head back if you'd like."

"It is fine." Kamukura tilts his head, matching you. "I do not mind."

"But you've just been following me around on the rides and nothing else."

"I do not mind," Kamukura emphasizes. "I do not."

"You do not feel anything," You tilt your head at him, blowing a raspberry. "You sure?"

"Positive."

You spend the rest of the afternoon playing carnival games that would be considered scams, but you suppose the power of the ultimate hope won you more than enough. Kamukura walks around with two armfuls of plushes you won, and you hold another plastic bag of plushies. You pause at the sight of a pop-up.

"Can I get a build a bear?"

Kamukura nods, motioning at his wallet, and you grab the card in it.

"Why yours?"

"It is the school's."

"Nevermind."

Kamukura stands to the side with the plushes, staring as you tell him to swap places with you to leave behind a voice message. You rock on your feet slowly, staring at Kamukura as he speaks into the heart, handing the little recording to the employee, waving you over to swap with him.

You stuff the animal, and you bounce back to Kamukura.

"Can I listen?"

"When you arrive home."

He's stuck babysitting a bunch of stuffed animals while you go on a few rides before closing, and Kamukura blinks at you as you drag him to the few final games before he tells you it's mathematically impossible for him to fit any more plushes in his car.

You hand him a tuff of cotton candy, a matching one in your hand.

"No more." Kamukura loosens his grip as you pull a couple from his arms, stuffing them into your bag to the best of your ability. "It is impossible now."

He takes the stick from you, eating it, watching as you try to stuff the rest of the animals into the new plastic bag you asked for. 

You're pretty. It's not objective, maybe, but he finds that he has more to say and think around you. The scientists said that's good, minus the falling in love. He thinks you're pretty, even when you have sweat on your face from how long you've spent at the amusement park. 

He thinks you're pretty. So that's all that matters, he supposes.

"Alright," You take the build-a-bear from his arms and cling onto it as you get ready to leave the carnival. You're not quite sure how the two of you won half of the prizes at the carnival and not get kicked out, but you don't complain. Kamukura was more than kind enough to help you win all these prizes. You'll split half of them with him.

"You do not need to." Kamukura places the animals in the back carefully. "I do not need these."

"But you can keep them as a memory of today," You grin. "I'll just keep the build a bear."

Kamukura blinks at you slowly. You're not going to budge. "Very well."

"Thank you for today."

Kamukura sits in the car, reaching to press the bear's paw quietly.

"Thank you." with the same, deadpan, bored voice you've grown used to.

You grin at him. "Love you."

He doesn't turn you down.