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After a long ass day showing Ryuutaro around the places he knew in Italy, Hayato and his boyfriend retired to the hotel the Author has shipped them together in. It was pretty nice, and at least Hayato didn't have to pay... granted he had already picked enough pockets to keep them held over for a week.

While Hayato had grown up hating his home... being in the familiar climate and speaking his native language again was a rare comfort after spending lord knows how many years they've been stuck at the manor. And to be able to show Ryuutaro the more charming aspects of his homeland. Though it had been a long day, they had been on their feet and were getting ready to crash, but the sights and sounds of Italy had drawn the boy to the window. He had opened it and was leaning out of it, letting the wind blow through his hair. His shirt was discarded due to the temperature, his necklace beat against his chest as the warm night air blew it. He's got a great big smile across his face looking at the lights over the Italian city.

"Damn.... it been a real long time..."

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Ryuutaro really hated being touched and Ryuutaro really hated getting help like this. Currently he also about hated everybody and anybody. But more than all of that he hated waking up right now. So even if he was half-conscious of what was happening around him, the more graceful solution was pretending to be completely asleep. Because he totally wouldn't let an almost stranger carry him like this when he was not completely knocked out.
But even if he had tried now, he wouldn't have been able to walk himself anyway. And if so then not very elegantly.
So as both options were unpleasant, he settled for the less exhausting one and kept his eyes closed tightly.

The walk was brisk and quiet, only some hushed dialogue between Bianchi, Coyote, and the Ninth about how to handle the boys. It was settled that they be brought to Hayato's old room, which unlike the room at his father's house, had not been changed much since he left for Japan. Though there was not much there, the bookshelf had books on Japanese culture, from language to holidays and customs...

... and of course a tabloid or two on bigfoot, aliens, and other various UMAs.

Other than that, some clothes had been updated for his arrival, but the room was mostly plain. He hadn't been used to keeping much when he lived there.

Coyote lowers Gokudera to the bed, taking off his shoes and stepping back. At the sudden cold, Gokudera reaches about for the warmth Ryuutaro brought with him, settling only once Bianchi laid Ryuutaro next to him. He immediately wrapped his arm around Ryuutaro and nuzzled close.

As uncomfortable and even humiliating the way in had been, Ryuutaro couldn't complain about the ending position of it all.
Finally a bed. Ryuutaro didn't even sleep in beds usually, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the soft comfort one provided.
Better than the bed, however, was being able to hear and feel Hayato breathe. It very obviously proved he was actually alive and wouldn't be gone soon either. So close to him, Ryuutaro would just have to notice if something happened, even when asleep. They were as safe as possible for the moment.
Except for a quick scan of the room, Ryuutaro didn't open his eyes at all. Feeling Hayato was fine. He could sleep now. This time for real. Skipping right past the dream phase he fell into something alike to unconsciousness.

Hayato wasn't sure how long he slept, aside from the fact that he slept for a long time. When he finally opened his eyes, his head felt foggy and muddled, and his body felt heavy with a bad ache.

In short- he didn't want to move.

He let out a displeased groan as he forced himself to wake more, glancing about the familiar room to try and get his bearings. It was starting to become a thing that he kept waking up in places that he was pretty sure weren't where he went to sleep... or passed out as the case may be. However there was always one constant among all the chaos...

"Mmm... Ryuutaro?"

'Well rested' was the complete opposite of how Ryuutaro felt at the moment, but at least he was able to keep his eyes open without feeling like dying. His rest after he stopped being completely unconscious had been full of nightmares and not very relaxing. At some point he had stopped being able to sleep at all anymore, so he was stuck staring at the ceiling, listening to Hayato's breath.

As his boyfriend woke up he was really glad, because it meant he didn't have to just rethink everything horrible that had happened to them again and again.

"Good morning, darling..."
Ryuutaro wasn't one to throw around petnames a lot, but for once he really felt like it.

And despite barely being awake, the little pet name put a big dopey grin on his face and he nuzzled closer into the crook of Ryuutaro's neck. It was such strange, but nice, feeling to be somebody's 'darling'... especially now. His father didn't want him anymore... but he was still important to someone.

After a few moments of snuggling close, he looked back up to Ryuutaro, his cheeks rosy and his smile still big and broad. He reached up to brush some strands of hair out of his boyfriend's face, and just looked at him.
"Good morning" With a little laugh he pushed himself up so that he could give him a quick kiss before returning to his initial position, "I love you."

Hayato's smile seemed almost surreal considering the given situation, but Ryuutaro was not about to complain. He smiled. It was a weak but genuine one.
"I love you, too."
He almost contemplates saying something even more serious, but he was way too tired for anything like that. It just wasn't the correct situation either.
"How do you feel?"
Hopefully Hayato felt a little better than Ryuutaro himself. But Ryuutaro had a hunch that it would take them both more than a little while to physically and mentally cope with all that had happened. Even if they should be used to such things by now.

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."

"You are", Ryuutaro agreed. He'd make sure of that. Naturally, he couldn't have expected Hayato be okay just now... But only hearing he'd possibly be alright in the future was enough. They'd gotten so far, this wasn't the time to give up. In a way, they'd been slowly losing their everything ever since arriving at the Manor. Bit by bit they'd been stripped of what had meant most to them before. But they had always gotten through it all, together.
What had happened yesterday was a level up to most of the past events though. But Hayato wasn't dead. This time he survived. That meant it just had to be easier than after Hayato's death.
Ryuutaro brushed his fingertips over Hayato's cheeks and smiled softly. "I'm sure."
You're stronger than that. Stronger then them. Obviously.

Ryuutaro's words got a smile from the teen as he emerged from the crook or his boyfriend's neck again, so that he could fully enjoy the attention Ryuutaro was giving to his cheek. This was why he'd be okay. He had Ryuutaro right here.

"Hey Tesoro... when I'm alright to go out again, would you come with me... to see my mom?"

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Don't mind me, this account is yet to be paid again, so icon madness will ensue

LOL this is going to be very popcorn.gif worthy isn't it? :>c

Probably XD

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