Recovery

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:D I'm not dead
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(Hawks' P.O.V.)

     I spent most of my recovery just sitting on my couch. I wasn't allowed to train because I needed to recover. I was stuck sitting there again. Doing nothing. Wasting precious time. If only I paid more attention during that fight. I looked at my wing. I should try moving them around differently during battles so they won't get hit as badly. I'll start practicing that kind of thing when they finally let me train again. I stared at the ceiling. Enji is so much busier now that he's taking care of both of our jobs. He's getting tons more missions and he can't visit anymore. I feel so useless.

     I've had more time to think about things and I hate it. What's so good about me anyway? There are heroes that are far better than me out there. What makes me so special?? I find myself thinking this way constantly now. I'm usually too busy to have time to think about these things. I can't find a way to distract myself. Watching movies alone isn't the same as watching them with Enji. He has to spend his spare time resting so he can get right back to work the next day. It must be so stressful. I feel like so much of a goddamn burden. I frowned. I'm disappointed in myself. Why am I so weak? I should train more and see if I can be of any more help to everyone.

     For now, all I can do is jog around this area and use other tactics to stay in shape. I won't be of any help to anyone if I waste time just getting back into shape. It doesn't usually take this long for my wings to heal. It usually just takes a day or two. It's been a week. I feel so caged in. So trapped. In my own apartment, no less. I took a deep breath and sighed. I stood and stretched. I should take a bath. I've already done some exercises today so I should be fine. I walked to the bathroom and started running a bath after plugging up the tub. I walked to my room to prepare some clothes to relax in. I got them and walked back to the bathroom and turned the water off.

     I sprinkled some bath salts in there so I wouldn't be sore. I grabbed a few more items since I planned on being in here for a while. Just to pass the time. For good measure, I poured a bit of bathing milk in the water. I hope relaxing helps me recover faster. For Enji's sake, really. I set a bath bomb in the water and went to grab a speaker to play some music. (Self-care is important :) Take care of yourself or else I'm coming for your kidneys. This is a threat.) I connected my phone to the speaker and played my most soothing playlist. Once I felt the bath was ready, I undressed and got in. I relaxed into the steamy water, smiling at the bubbles. I listened to the relaxing music as I messed with the bubbles. I sunk further into the water and my thoughts began wandering to Enji.

     How is he? Is he doing okay? Should I call him? Is he too busy? The heat of the water seemed to increase and my thoughts slowly melted. I suppose I didn't realize how warm the water actually was. I'm not complaining. Any distraction is welcome. I carefully washed my wings, being as gentle as possible. It didn't hurt as much as it did in the beginning but it still hurt a lot. I washed my body at a slow pace. I wanted to take my time on this. It's not like I can go anywhere. I closed my eyes, sinking a bit further into the water. I looked at the lamp I placed on the counter. It was red. I got it because it reminded me of Enji. It makes me feel better when he isn't there.

     I got out of the bath a while later. I got bored. I got dressed and walked around the house after draining the tub. I also put everything back in its proper place. I walked to the kitchen and looked for something to eat. I made a sandwich and sat. When I was in the middle of eating the sandwich, I heard a knock on the door. I recognize that knock. Yes. I recognized how he knocks. I walked over to the door and opened it. Standing there, was Enji. I hugged him tightly and he hugged back. We walked over to the kitchen after he took his shoes off and I finished my sandwich. I cleaned up and we walked over to the couch. We sat and I hugged him happily. He smiled and hugged back.

     I laid my head on his chest, enjoying the warmth. "How've you been, Enji?" He kissed my head. "It's been rough but I'm sure things will get better over time." I looked at him. "I'll do my best as soon as I get back to work. I'll make it so that you can work less." He looked at me. "You don't have to do that, Keigo." I smiled. "I want to." He sighed and patted my head. "Don't overwork yourself for my sake." I nodded. I can't promise anything but I can't have him stress over that idea so I didn't say that. We cuddled on the couch. I couldn't help but smile. "I love you, Enji." "I love you too, Keigo."

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