Feel My Heart Beat

Release

Having been in hospital for a full seven days, Akihito was itching to leave. Asami had wheeled him outside a few times so that he can bask in the fresh air and sunshine but honestly Akihito just wanted to go home. It didn't help that Teiji had been released into Nakahara's care yesterday morning, leaving just three of them in the ward together. Akihito had to admit that sharing the room was so much better than being by himself though. They had a relatively constant stream of visitors from the security team, both to visit them as well as to guard the room. He had also met some of Ueda's and Fujioka's family members, all of which were surprised to find out just who Akihito was. He had now caught up on all the movies and shows that he wanted to watch and had learnt a few new card games as well. But he was just ready to go home.

Asami was sitting on a chair beside his bed reading through a few work documents that Kirishima had dropped in earlier. As much as Akihito appreciated the time he spent with him in the hospital, it was not really helping his boredom. It also gave him far too much time to think, and that wasn't even including the stupid tugging feeling that he still hadn't told Asami about. He had a feeling if he mentioned it, Kirishima might be hard pressed to get Asami to leave the hospital at all. He had mentioned it in passing in front of the guards and they all had been surprised. He had also caught a number of them watching him and Asami together and smiling as though it was cute, which embarrassed him no end. Not that Asami seemed to care one bit. Akihito was actually surprised that Asami was sitting in the chair right now rather than coming up onto the bed. It had only taken Akihito a few times of wanting him close and inviting him onto the bed for Asami to take it as a given that each time he came to the hospital that he had to cuddle with him. Although considering Asami's normal touchy-feely levels, he had to wonder how much was for his sake and how much for Asami's own assurance. Not that he would admit to it of course.

"What's wrong?"

Akihito blinked and focused back on Asami's concerned face. He must have zoned out in thought and had been chewing on his lip like he did when thinking or worried.

"Ah, nothing. I was just thinking..."

"About?"

"Stuff." Asami raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with his answer. "I've just had too much time to think and feel lately. I just want to go home."

"Feel?"

Akihito internally winced. He really wasn't keen on admitting to feeling The Pull to Asami directly, he was pretty sure he was going to have trouble gaining his freedom after this event without admitting to missing the damn man.

"I was just... Just thinking about some things Sudou said." He almost groaned out loud when he realised what he had said. Great, he avoided talking about one topic and instead blurted out something even worse. He quickly kept talking to clarify what he meant. "All he wanted was your attention and in the end, he technically got it. I dunno, it just doesn't sit well with me. Like, after all that, he got what he was after."

"He didn't." Asami's voice was quiet.

"But at the end, I don't think it mattered to him how he got your attention, just that he did. And it worked." He pointed out. "You went there to deal with him."

Asami was quiet for a few moments and he seemed to be choosing his words. "I was in the same room as him for barely five minutes. He didn't get what he was after."

Akihito reached out and slapped his soulmate's arm gently. Asami looked at him in surprise. "Mask." Was all Akihito said in explanation. There was a small flicker of understanding across his face before he visibly took a breath and forced himself to relax. "I didn't mean to bring it up and make you uncomfortable. It's just been bothering me a bit."