Bonding In The Morning

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"Sh-shot-ta-a.....?"

The sleep deprived hero snapped up from his daze, jumping to his feet and staggering slightly due the fact that his legs where asleep, his bloodshot black pupils locking on the pair of drug dazed emerald orbs that stared up from half lidded, shadowed eyes, a small, delirious smile reaching him as cold, shaking fingers reached for him, the voice that rang out sounding raspy and pained.

"Sh-Sho-t-ta...."

Eyes wide and breath rushed he dashed to his bedridden lover's side without a second thought, his knees hitting the cold, sterile tile as he elbows and arms crashed into the hospital bed, fingers gripping the clean white sheets as he regained his balance, to relieved to feel embarrassed for his staggering eagerness, concern washing over his worn, tired features, seeing those drug dazed eyes land on him again, opening his mouth to release a torrent of questions in his current state.

"Hizashi-!" He was promptly cut off with a loud grunt of surprise as the damaged blond threw his bandaged and shaking arms around his neck tightly to aid in pulling him closer against him, Shota hearing him wince in pain and opening his mouth to protest, but Hizashi obviously wasn't paying any attention to it whatsoever, instead choosing to lose himself in the warmth of Shota's soft black T-shirt, his entire body shaking.

"Sh-Shot-a-a....." He exhaled shakily into the fabric, the raven haired male tensing up for a split second, feeling Hizashi's warm body against him, his teeth punishing the soft flesh of his bottom lip as he wound his arms around the blond's thin waist, getting to his feet and resting himself against the end of the bed, tightening his grip so his could hold his damaged lover closer, his breath shaky with relief as he peppered kisses into the man's silky mess of golden blond hair and traced patters across his back, Hizashi leaning away for a moment before he pulled Shota back to him and connected their lips.

The raven haired male found himself kissing back with no hesitation, his shaking hands finding solace in that silky mess he loved more than anything, tangling there and feeling the soft gold strands run through his fingers, both of them needing these few, stolen moments with each other after so much tensed waiting mixed with the drug dazed and delirious daydreams of the hospital, Shota's hands roving over every inch of Hizashi's bandaged, shaking body through his thin blue hospital gown, the fabric unable to hide the angry bruises that still mottled his boney shoulders, or the bandages that wound tightly around his neck, the blond pushing against him and digging his fingers into his shirt, back, shoulders, and his long feathery hair, not groping, just feeling one another, missing the gentle, loving sensation.

They pulled away only moments later, both of their eyes closed and their breath rushed, their foreheads pressed together and their noses brushing one another's, Hizashi's heart pounding so hard Shota could hear it, feel it even as his fingers brushed over his neck, the blond shivering as his own hand snuck its way up and rested against his clavicle, his eyes full of sudden fear.

"Sh-sh...o...ta....d-did....th-the....s-sur.....ger....y....w-work....?" He heard him rasp weakly, seeing him wince at the burning he felt deep in his chest and neck as he struggled to speak clearly, his voice still having a slightly gravelly edge to it, the sound of it making Shota's heart ache at the thought of Hizashi being in pain, reaching up and taking hold of his hands, holding them tightly and making sure he didn't try and claw the bandages, running his fingers through his hair and whispering reassurance, feeling the blond go limp against him, his breath shaky. After a moment he swallowed, wincing again as he leaned back and hit the pillows with a raspy sigh, his fingers still tangled with Shota's, who didn't move at first, just sat there in silence, stroking his thumb over the back of Hizashi's hand, brushing small kisses between every knuckle and hearing the heart monitor react, the rapid beep bringing a small, triumphant smirk to his face.

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