He leans into Ryuutaro's touch, nuzzling a bit as his fingers ran through his feathery hair. He loved it whenever Ryuutaro was the one to initiate contact. He knew Ryuutaro didn't touch anyone else... it made him special. Every time Ryuutaro touched him, it was reassurance of just how much value he put in Hayato. To think he could have lost Ryuutaro... if Hibari had arrived a moment later. Hayato leaned forward to hug Ryuutaro... he saw that shiver.

"I'm so lucky to have you."

He buries his face into Ryuutaro's hair, taking in the scent. He couldn't place why but the scent of the other boy's hair relaxed him. Even though he wasn't fully conscious Hayato could remember hearing Ryuutaro crying. It broke his heart, but he couldn't physically do anything to comfort him at the time... but now... now this was assurance. Assurance that everything was okay, and that everything was going to be okay... and it wasn't just for Ryuutaro... he wanted to reassure himself too. He was scared, but he would never show it. He needed to be strong, for the Tenth, for the Vongola, and for Ryuutaro. No room for weakness here.

He holds his lover as tight as he can... perhaps a bit too tight even, he is a strong boy after all. His injuries pain him as he does so, and he has to keep the burned and broken left-hand free of the embrace, but he doesn't care. This feeling was worth all the pain Gamma could dish out on him. After a few minutes of just savoring the moment he speaks again, not moving from the position of course.

"If you help me I think we could make it to my room."