"I'm really glad. I don't care if anything happens to me, but how can I live if you one day, you weren't by my side anymore?" Hiro nuzzled closer into Aoi. XX
Hiro cried until he couldn't cry anymore, hardly sorry about the fact that Aoi's shirt was now soaked with tears. He didn't bother to wipe his eyes as he sat up, one hand still clinging to his lover. What Hiro didn't expect was to see Aoi crying as well, though not nearly as openly. Hiro had never seen Aoi cry before. In fact, it hadn't even occurred to him that Aoi did cry. He was so strong-willed, and Hiro felt like the most special person in the world knowing that Aoi trusted him enough to cry in front of him. Lacing their fingers together, Hiro pulled Aoi close, ignoring the fact that it hurt to do so. XXXXX
They stayed like that for a bit, until Aoi sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes. Akihiro scooted over on the hospital bed, wincing as he did so, and then motioned for Aoi to sit next to him, leaning into the taller male with a contented smile. He grew curious when Aoi pulled a bento out of seemingly nowhere. "You must be hungry though, I made this earlier today but I couldn't give it to you since you couldn't come to school. I didn't really know what dishes you like yet but I hope you'll like it." Hiro's eyes sparkled at the sight of it, and his smile grew as he pressed a gentle kiss to his lover's cheek. XX
It still hurt to move, but the pain was overridden by satisfaction from the moment Hiro took the first bite of his specially-made bento. He expressed his gratitude in slow, raspy words, nuzzling into Aoi as he ate and making sure to share, knowing Aoi probably hadn't eaten in a while either. Hiro's thoughts drifted back to Aoi's brief mention of school. "Hey, do you think everyone knows what happened?" He said quietly, setting the now-empty bento on his lap. "I bet Hotaru's freaking out right now. He always worried too much, even about small things. And Yuki'll probably scold me for worrying everyone..." XX
Hiro coughed a bit, and moved the bento box onto the table next to his hospital bed. He didn't like hospitals. They were too lonely, too sterile, too white. Surprisingly enough, he'd been to the Emergency Room plenty of times before now: when he broke his fingers sticking his hand into bicycle spokes, when he tried to fly by jumping out his bedroom window and broke his leg, when his arm was broken in his first year of Senior High. And all of those times, the sickly sweet smell of chemicals and medicine was his least favorite part of the visit. But this time, he couldn't have possibly cared less. XXXX
Lacing his fingers with Aoi's and pulling the blanket up over them, Hiro relaxed into his lover, not wanting the moment to change, even though they were in a hospital. "I promise I won't make you worry like that ever again. No matter what, I won't ever make you cry for me ever again, I promise. I love you." XX
When the rest of Hiro's family came to check in, they found the two boys curled around each other, fast asleep. Sachiko went straight to snapping pictures of them while Akihiko drooped into one of the chairs by the bed, exhausted from stress. "I'm glad those two have each other to look out for, and I'm glad they both came back here safely, even if they came with a few bruises." Hiro's mother said, her husband nodding in agreement as she watched the two sleep. "Well, seeing as Akihiro is well protected, I think we'll be going home now. I'd like a nice long nap after today's stress." XX
"I'll stay. So someone can tell them where you went, and in case the doctors have any more news." Akihiko said, making himself comfortable in his chair. Sachiko took the seat next to him and leaned into her fiance, mimicking the position Hiro and Aoi were in. Five minutes later, and they were all asleep, the nurse coming in to smile at the two couples before checking Hiro's vitals and quietly exiting the room, turning off the light on her way out. XXX
Hiro cried until he couldn't cry anymore, hardly sorry about the fact that Aoi's shirt was now soaked with tears. He didn't bother to wipe his eyes as he sat up, one hand still clinging to his lover. What Hiro didn't expect was to see Aoi crying as well, though not nearly as openly. Hiro had never seen Aoi cry before. In fact, it hadn't even occurred to him that Aoi did cry. He was so strong-willed, and Hiro felt like the most special person in the world knowing that Aoi trusted him enough to cry in front of him. Lacing their fingers together, Hiro pulled Aoi close, ignoring the fact that it hurt to do so. XXXXX
They stayed like that for a bit, until Aoi sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes. Akihiro scooted over on the hospital bed, wincing as he did so, and then motioned for Aoi to sit next to him, leaning into the taller male with a contented smile. He grew curious when Aoi pulled a bento out of seemingly nowhere. "You must be hungry though, I made this earlier today but I couldn't give it to you since you couldn't come to school. I didn't really know what dishes you like yet but I hope you'll like it." Hiro's eyes sparkled at the sight of it, and his smile grew as he pressed a gentle kiss to his lover's cheek. XX
It still hurt to move, but the pain was overridden by satisfaction from the moment Hiro took the first bite of his specially-made bento. He expressed his gratitude in slow, raspy words, nuzzling into Aoi as he ate and making sure to share, knowing Aoi probably hadn't eaten in a while either. Hiro's thoughts drifted back to Aoi's brief mention of school. "Hey, do you think everyone knows what happened?" He said quietly, setting the now-empty bento on his lap. "I bet Hotaru's freaking out right now. He always worried too much, even about small things. And Yuki'll probably scold me for worrying everyone..." XX
Hiro coughed a bit, and moved the bento box onto the table next to his hospital bed. He didn't like hospitals. They were too lonely, too sterile, too white. Surprisingly enough, he'd been to the Emergency Room plenty of times before now: when he broke his fingers sticking his hand into bicycle spokes, when he tried to fly by jumping out his bedroom window and broke his leg, when his arm was broken in his first year of Senior High. And all of those times, the sickly sweet smell of chemicals and medicine was his least favorite part of the visit. But this time, he couldn't have possibly cared less. XXXX
Lacing his fingers with Aoi's and pulling the blanket up over them, Hiro relaxed into his lover, not wanting the moment to change, even though they were in a hospital. "I promise I won't make you worry like that ever again. No matter what, I won't ever make you cry for me ever again, I promise. I love you." XX
When the rest of Hiro's family came to check in, they found the two boys curled around each other, fast asleep. Sachiko went straight to snapping pictures of them while Akihiko drooped into one of the chairs by the bed, exhausted from stress. "I'm glad those two have each other to look out for, and I'm glad they both came back here safely, even if they came with a few bruises." Hiro's mother said, her husband nodding in agreement as she watched the two sleep. "Well, seeing as Akihiro is well protected, I think we'll be going home now. I'd like a nice long nap after today's stress." XX
"I'll stay. So someone can tell them where you went, and in case the doctors have any more news." Akihiko said, making himself comfortable in his chair. Sachiko took the seat next to him and leaned into her fiance, mimicking the position Hiro and Aoi were in. Five minutes later, and they were all asleep, the nurse coming in to smile at the two couples before checking Hiro's vitals and quietly exiting the room, turning off the light on her way out. XXX
I don't know if you've ever seen Zankyou no Terror, but I have, and I keep getting emotional over this piano cover of the song Von and this piano mix of the show's soundtrack. Its such a sad show, but so amazing, and the animation is very beautiful. I want to re-watch it but I'm also scared of all the feels...