Takara went up to the wounded man on the couch, it pained him to see him like this. As you sat down on a chair beside the mans head. The burn wounds was severe but nothing Takara couldn't heal, tho it needed time.
He gave out a deep sigh "this is going to hurt abit" he said in a low broken voice. As water started to collect themself to big water drops. He started to treat the wounds.
As afternoon turned to night. Takara had patched up the man. At the moment he was awake but he looked tired. He didn't say anything neither did Takara but the silence was Crushing so he had to say something.
"Are you feeling better?" He asked, he was looking at the injured man. He seemed so fragile like a doll but usually he looked like someone no one could touch. But you were used to Ryoma showing his kinder side to you. His more scared side..
"Im fine... Yata" he said as he looked away. "Please stop looking at me like that.." he muttred. As you could see the shade of red coming over Ryomas face but also distaste. Takara flinched but didn't care about his comment he was worried.
"I-" Takara looked away you didn't know how to respond it annoyed you to no end why Ryoma always pushed you away and dragged you closer over and over again. You werent an animal yet it was thrilling to be with him. By his side. Takara simply tyrned his gaze back at Ryoma and smirked. " im sorry, but I do worry" he simply said and leaned in, gave Ryoma a peek on the forehead.
"I will get you something to eat" he simply said. Stood up and walked to the kitchen which was in the same room since their apartment was quite small but it was enough for them. Just them two.
Takara came back with some noodles, it wasnt the best but it would do.
Ryoma nodded and started to eat. After that they were just resting on the couch, they should have gone to bed but Takara didn't bother.
"Yata.." Ryoma started, but got cut of by Takara. "Call me by my first name, I call you by your fifst name" he said annoyed. Ryoma sighed as ot took him some time to say it "Ta..Takara. can I ask you something?" He said. Takara looked confused at him but nodded " what is it?" He asked he was not gonna lie he was curious Ryoma doesn't ask many questions.
"Can I be a little selfish?" He asked. "Dont follow a question with another question, Ryoma" Takara said and sighed. He had turned his head to look at Ryoma as he put down the bowl with half eaten noodles. He leaned closer against Takara "hey! Wha-" Takara didn't have time to ask before Ryoma simply hugged him. They both fell down on the couch. "Can we just... stay like this for a little while?" He said.
Takara groaned "you are still following up stuff you dont gonna consider my answer either way" he spat back.
This is after the goverment attacked the kings and Ryoma got really injured. :+1: :+1:
Either way I hoped you guys enjoyed the ff, its a scrapted one so TwT
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