✓K-9 Host || Ouran High || BxB

11 - Host

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Kyoya waited for Yuuto to wake up from his much needed slumber. He sat in a seat next to Yuuto's bedside, holding Yuutos slim hand in his own, reassuring himself that Yuuto was still there and that he'd be okay. The distracting heart monitor constantly beeped and it gave Kyoya a headache but it was all important to help Yuuto recover, he'd be fine. He'd have to deal with it Until Yuuto had woken up and he knew he was safe.

Yuuto's finger flinched and his body soon followed, finally waking up from the sleep he was forced into after his breakdown in the library. His eyes blinked before he could recognize the blinding white room that he had been in once before. Yuuto groaned and rolled onto his side, finally noticing the pressure on his hand.

"Kyo— "

Kyoya jumped at the sound of Yuutos croaky voice. His head lifted up as he realised Yuuto was awake and he held his hand tighter, he was relieved that Yuuto had woken up. He pushed their foreheads together as he pushed himself to sit on the side of the bed, leaving Yuuto more than enough room. Yuutos lips let out small whimpers and grunts as if to say he was unsure, he didn't know what was going on, he actually acted like he did in the library? Kyoya was there, he was happy.

"Shh," Kyoya hushed him, tracing his thumb on Yuutos cheek, "You're alright, I promise,"

Yuuto shook his head to say no, the movement was fast and made him dizzy so he stopped, instead of replacing the head-shaking with words, his hands grabbed tightly onto Kyoyas shirt turning it into a crumbled, creased piece of material. "No — M'sorry, M'sorry! M'okay — "

"You're alright, Yuu," Kyoya promised, rocking Yuuto gently against his chest. His comfort was a great help for Yuutos constant feeling of pressure and anxiety that was building up. He took a large intake of Kyoyas lavender scent that was mixed with the smell of cleaning supplies and medicine but he never paid attention to it, he was with kyoya. "I'm sorry, it's my fault you misunderstood Yuu, It's my fault, I'm sorry,"

"Kyo," Yuuto whimpered as crystal tears ran down his cheeks, his body snuggling further into Kyoyas, moulding himself into Kyoyas waist, stomach, hips and chest.

"I talked to my father about your mother... He's placing you under the custody of a trusted family we consider good friends, but you're staying here with me — "

"Ser — Serious?" Yuuto's eyes widened as his frown disappeared, he hoped Kyoya wasn't bluffing.

"Absolutely. My father's not the best either but he's certainly no Carla Suzuki," Kyoya explained to him further, with a saddened smile on his face. His hands raked through Yuutos greasy locks of hair and his eyes stared at his stomach where a dark purple and blue bruise, which was fair large, covered his delicate skin, "What do you think?"

"Stay with Kyo — I can?"

"Yes, Yuuto, you can stay with me," Kyoya promised that it wasn't a sick joke that would be shoved back into his face later on. He held the smaller male tightly against his body, providing his warmth and scent for Yuuto to further calm down and relax the muscle which had not yet been relieved of their stress.