~Kirito's POV~
(Y/N) really needed rest... She wouldn't stop zoning. I felt like a piece of glass...
Completely translucent.
I just stared at her, frowned, and after I couldn't take it, I stood up.
"(Y/N), I'm taking you back to the hospital. You need more rest." I said softly, walking over to the door.
"I'll have our food wrapped up and I'll put it in the hospital's fridge in your room. I'll nuke it when you wake up so you can eat it warm. Come on."
~Your POV~
"...Come on."
Just as I opened my mouth to argue lazily, Kazuto have me a glare I've never seen from him. Utter disappointment. I sat there jaw dropped for a few moments before I hung my head and lazily stepped for the door. He was right. I needed sleep more than anything. Slowly walking from block through block, we finally reached the hospital. It was right across the street. It had been a quiet and awkward walk all the way here. Kazuto turned around and looked at me, but I couldn't bring myself to look him in his dark eyes. He grabbed my hand and gave me a good yank. I looked up at him, wide eyed and felt my face warm. He looked at me for a split second before he quickly looked at the dense concrete sidewalk placed in front of him.
...I could've sworn I saw him blush before he turned away.
He pulled me by his hand and led me back into my room after checking in with the secretaries. He laid me on my bed and hung his head.
"I have something to do, s-" he started, but stopped. I didn't know why until I looked down at his jacket, being restrained by my hand. I felt my face warm slightly.
"C-can you stay here...?" I asked him quietly. He blushed a little more than me and turned around, sitting in one of the guest chairs.
"S-sure..." He squeaked and sat down.
