How did he feel?

Kind of a loaded question. Hayato buried his face deeper into the crook of Ryuutaro's neck to buy himself some time to think. It was tempting to fall back into the age-old 'I'm fine' habit... but given what happened...

He took a deep breath and heaved it out with a sigh.

"Everything's kinda achy and heavy... but nothin' I'm not really used to." He paused, knowing Ryuutaro meant more than just his physical well-being, "...other than that I... I-I don't really know..."

Part of it hurt. He was thrown away again, and by his own father. More than thrown away even... his own father wanted him to die. On the other, he had Ryuutaro here. So close to him. They made love for the first time just the other night, and even the terrible events from the previous day couldn't overshadow just how close they had become. Not to mention he almost felt... accepted by Nobuhiro. Not liked, but he felt that maybe, just maybe, he might be able to rely on him a little bit- only a little- like someone might a family member.

After a moment of trying to further weigh on his feelings, he spoke up again, "I'm gonna be okay though."