No response. It was all Jakurai could do to force back a wave of panic while he watched Ramuda sob face-down on the ground. At least he was still awake, he reminded himself. At least, by some miracle, he wasn’t dead.
“Amemura-kun…” he called again, wincing as he tried and failed to force himself back to his feet. Every fiber of his being burned as if set alight, and anything other than the smallest movements was simply unbearable. His vision suddenly blurred before righting itself, and it took every ounce of his strength to cling to consciousness.
With this, he began to crawl. He could only do a few inches at a time, and he sunk his teeth into his lower lip to keep from screaming as his limbs protested his every command. Even when the metallic taste of blood began to bloom across his tongue, he pressed on.
Finally, he reached Ramuda and lightly rested a trembling hand on his shoulder.
“Ramuda…please…say something…”
it takes ramuda a few more sobs before he becomes aware of the hand on his shoulder. he lifts his head slowly, everything spinning and his sight blurry from the tears he's been crying. it takes him another moment to focus on jakurai, leaning over him. all concerned like he always was !
( did Jakurai just say his name ? his first- ... he is bleeding. )
❝ you're- .. a moron, ❞ ramuda breathes as he reaches out to cup jakurai's face and pull him closer, close enough to ghost an almost-kiss over the other lips -- only almost though. is it a lack of courage ? or maybe to much of it ?
❝ you almost ruined my heroic sacrifice... you know that right ? i can be replaced so easily, there's tons of me ! ... but to replace someone like you. it's impossible. ❞ the younger is still shedding tears that he seems not to be aware of as he carefully tries to pull jakurai into his arms to cradle him.
ramuda's strength is coming back slowly as the images in his head take a backseat to the feelings he feels for the man in his arms that he holds so closely. the pain he was just in seemingly forgotten. as if it was never there to begin with.
❝ if you fall unconscious now, i'll never forgive you, you know ? ❞ he pouts. at least his old antics seem to return.
at least his smile seems so much more genuine.
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