[ Eiri seems to understand him so well innately, really. Because there really is the danger of Haku being spooked off a little. Sure, he's usually always really casual and it seems like nothing can faze him, and it's true in a lot of ways. But this is a different side to Haku that he's never really showed to anyone before.. the side of him that's more child-like, that is more vulnerable. He's a little more unsure like this, and for a moment he does wonder if he maybe did something wrong.
But then he notices Eiri taking a breath, and the hold on his shoulders tightens momentarily, and Haku gets it. He only just got out of the infirmary, and he only got out of that coma the bullets that put him into for a little while a small bit ago.. he must still be getting used to actually being out and about like this rather than just lying in that infirmary bed and doing nothing in particular.
Haku doesn't audibly mention it. Not this time. He knows that Eiri doesn't really like being called weak, or small, or child-like, even if he tries to push the shorter man with those kind of teasing words all the time outside of this situation. He'll cut Eiri some slack, if not just since Eiri isn't making fun of the fact that he's the one being so careful for once. That he's not taking all the opportunities he could take here to tease Eiri.
Instead he just stares at the other, smiling back softly at that statement.
Of course. It's Eiri. He doesn't hurt that easily -- and he bounces back from absolutely everything. No matter how weak the fact that he's short might make him seem, Haku knows better. Eiri is strong.
And Eiri is his Messiah. He'll keep him, too.
Although there's something slightly sad in the smile as well, maybe bittersweet, and the reason is obvious when he speaks up again. ]
Does it still hurt?
[ Not anything Haku does, but.. well, obviously he means the places where he was shot by the bullets. Technically those are his fault too, anyway. He wasn't the one who pulled the trigger, but Higayama still shot thinking it was all for Haku's sake.
As if Eiri wasn't the best thing that could've happened to him.. it's almost a little ironic, honestly.
Haku's free hand moves a little lower, crawling until it's at the bottom of Eiri's shirt and then slowly moves into it. Slowly mostly so Eiri won't freak out right away since it's not like he's doing anything weird here, he's just moving the hand up Eiri's back a little, seeking out the scars the wounds have left behind, feeling them. They're just as much Eiri's as they are his, after all.
(And.. well, okay, maybe it does feel a little nice to run his hands over Eiri's skin, but that's mostly just a side advantage of it, okay. There's not much time to think about it with the awkward guilt that lingers at the touch, anyway.) ]
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But then he notices Eiri taking a breath, and the hold on his shoulders tightens momentarily, and Haku gets it. He only just got out of the infirmary, and he only got out of that coma the bullets that put him into for a little while a small bit ago.. he must still be getting used to actually being out and about like this rather than just lying in that infirmary bed and doing nothing in particular.
Haku doesn't audibly mention it. Not this time. He knows that Eiri doesn't really like being called weak, or small, or child-like, even if he tries to push the shorter man with those kind of teasing words all the time outside of this situation. He'll cut Eiri some slack, if not just since Eiri isn't making fun of the fact that he's the one being so careful for once. That he's not taking all the opportunities he could take here to tease Eiri.
Instead he just stares at the other, smiling back softly at that statement.
Of course. It's Eiri. He doesn't hurt that easily -- and he bounces back from absolutely everything. No matter how weak the fact that he's short might make him seem, Haku knows better. Eiri is strong.
And Eiri is his Messiah. He'll keep him, too.
Although there's something slightly sad in the smile as well, maybe bittersweet, and the reason is obvious when he speaks up again. ]
Does it still hurt?
[ Not anything Haku does, but.. well, obviously he means the places where he was shot by the bullets. Technically those are his fault too, anyway. He wasn't the one who pulled the trigger, but Higayama still shot thinking it was all for Haku's sake.
As if Eiri wasn't the best thing that could've happened to him.. it's almost a little ironic, honestly.
Haku's free hand moves a little lower, crawling until it's at the bottom of Eiri's shirt and then slowly moves into it. Slowly mostly so Eiri won't freak out right away since it's not like he's doing anything weird here, he's just moving the hand up Eiri's back a little, seeking out the scars the wounds have left behind, feeling them. They're just as much Eiri's as they are his, after all.
(And.. well, okay, maybe it does feel a little nice to run his hands over Eiri's skin, but that's mostly just a side advantage of it, okay. There's not much time to think about it with the awkward guilt that lingers at the touch, anyway.) ]