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Even if his ego did stop him from admitting it, he had to say that he want Takaba by his side. “What are you thinking again?” He nearly sighed, and sat back down next to the boy on the bed, “If you’re thinking about leaving again, you can forget about it.” He did not like the idea of his lover leaving his side again. The question to ask was probably, is the older man looking after him because of the responsibility? Because it was one of Asami’s rivals who left him in this state? Upon that thought, he clenched his fists into a ball.Īsami turned his attention away from his clenched hands and looked at the boy. After all, he was a plaything in Asami’s eyes. How long was Asami going to want to keep him? Sooner or later, he would get tired of him. Frowning, he realised he was frustrated with himself. He could not be near anyone except for Asami and even so, the only contact he could keep was simply holding his hands in his own. Not only had he lost his voice and he had no freaking idea when it was going to come back, he was also a useless pile of trash now. Recently, he had been wondering if he had become a nuisance for Asami.
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“It’s okay,” Asami murmured as he stood up and reached for the first aid kit next to the bed, “Sit still.”Īs the older man cleansed his wounds and wrapped white bandages around his hands, Takaba watched him silently. When Asami did not release his hands, he opened his mouth to protest only that he had lost his voice since the incident in Hong Kong. Turning back to look at the older man guiltily, he tried to pull his fingers out from his gentle grip. Then, he turned his head to the table lamp and frowned, upset with himself.
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However, Takaba merely stared at him blankly. “Akihito,” he breathed through his nose sharply, “What happened?” With that, he wrapped his fingers around the bleeding ones gently. Running his finger through his hair, he kneeled down in front of the younger boy and looked into his blank eyes carefully. With his forehead creased, Asami rushed towards him and pulled him away from the broken glasses, settling him on the bed stained with blood. His arms were lying lifeless on a pile of broken glasses from the damaged table lamp. Akihito was seated on the floor, staring off into space. As the light brightened the room up, his eyes widened at the sight of his lover. Pushing the door open with one shove, his fingers closed around the light switch before flicking it on. Upon hearing the sound of a loud crash, Asami closed the refrigerator swiftly and rushed into his room. When he could not make out anything in the dark, he threw himself at where he thought the table lamp was. His eyes were wide open, as if he was scanning his surrounding for any danger. When the last straw came through his memories, he jerked backwards and flunked his hands into the air as if throwing a gun away from himself. Agonized, he clenched his jaw and bit down on his lips with all the strength he had. A silent scream bursting out within his head. A tattoo being painfully imprinted onto his skin. His body being pulled forward against his will. Clothes being scrapped into pieces violently. Scenes flashed through his mind just like the flashes of snapshots he took from his viewfinder. Squeezing his eyes closed, he stared into abyss of darkness, seeing nothing but memories that he did not wish to hold onto. What really mattered was that he was not even feeling the pain physically anymore. Sweat dripped down his naked upper body and mixed the blood rolling down his arms where his fingers laid. Pulling himself up into a foetal sitting position, his nails inched into his very own flesh. If not, I will probably leave it as a stand-alone since all I wanted to write is the part about Asami being just a little out of character, being so concerned about Akihito:) Enjoy reading^^ If you think I should, leave me a comment. I am not sure if I should make this into a story, writing the whole process of the 'getting well' part. Anime/ Manga Kingdom: You’re my Love prize in ViewfinderĪ/N: This is probably going to be an one-shot.