Luminescent

Rest

Rin woke up very slowly, his senses coming back one at a time. His body felt heavy and he almost thought he was still underwater, except for the fact that he could breathe.

He heard beeping and a murmured conversation, the scratching of a pen on paper, rustling of clothes, doors opening and closing.

When he was finally able to force his eyes open, the room was actually not a bright white hospital room like he'd expected. He thought he'd be blinded by luminescent lights, and then realize he was in an uncomfortable cot surrounded by the smell of antiseptic and cotton blankets and sick people.

But as he looked around, he saw familiar pinks and purples. There were significantly less plushies than usual, but he recognized the otaku plushies left on the bed. He realized he couldn't really smell anything and only then noticed there was a mask over his mouth and nose, helping him breathe. There was an IV in the back of both of his hands and there was a heart monitor set up next to the IV pole beside the bed, one if those finger clamps on his left index finger.

Rin shifted and felt a very faint stab of pain in his chest. He took a deeper breath and his chest constricted for a moment before he was able to breathe again. He swallowed and felt just how dry his throat was. It felt like sandpaper.

The door opened and Mephisto and Shiemi came in. As soon as the Time Lord saw Rin's eyes open and looking at him blearily, he rushed to the bed before stopping just before he wrapped Rin up in what would probably be a painful hug. Instead, the Time Lord leaned over carefully and pulled the mask down to kiss Rin on the lips. He was warm and familiar and Rin hummed contentedly into the kiss.

"Rin! You scared me for a while, you were taking so long to recover!" Mephisto frowned when he pulled away. Rin tilted his head up to touch the Demon King's. "M' right here." He whispered hoarsely, trying for a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Ah, I made tea!" Shiemi remembered. Before she could rush out of the room, Mephisto snapped and the tea was there, pouring itself into a teacup. He hadn't moved away from Rin and stayed there until he had to give him the tea.

Shiemi helped the half-demon sit up in the bed very carefully, propping him up with pillows. Rin was still having a difficult time breathing and Mephisto snapped the mask away, replacing it with the tubes that went into your nostrils to let you breathe that way.

Rin took careful sips of the tea and shivered at the warmth spreading through his body from it. He was just now realizing that his body felt cold. Chilled. Why? Where was his fire, his heat? At his troubled expression, Mephisto hurried to explain before he could panic. "You overextended your powers and your body's capabilities, Rin. You nearly died. It's taking a while for your body to repair itself." He pulled himself into the bed and sat next to Rin, putting an arm across his shoulders so Rin could lean on him.

"But it's good that you're taking a while to heal. You need a recovery period, Rin. Being used as a living pincushion is going to slowly destroy you. Take some time off from doing things that tax you so much!" Shiemi lectured him and he nodded absently, barely hearing her. He was too focused on the warmth the tea was giving him.

Shiemi frowned and snapped twice in front of his face. His gaze snapped up to meet her stern one and he blinked a few times in slight disorientation after moving so fast. "Sorry....sorry...." He murmured, fixating on her.

"You need time to recover from things slower. Even if your body has already healed, you need time to process what happened so you learn from that experience instead of letting it happen over and over again just because you heal fast." She repeated, softer this time as she took his hand in hers. Rin nodded and squeezed her hand. He shifted to scoot over so the girl could sit on his other side. She smiled and sat next to him as he sipped his tea. They cuddled together on the bed and if the two felt Rin pulling small amounts of heat from them, they didn't say anything.