He didn’t want her to cry. The tears made his chest ache and his eyebrows furrow slightly as a flush came to his features, more than likely from his body working far too hard than usual. If no one knew better, it looked as if he had just laid down after a marathon. He shakes his head, hand gripping tight to Nene and the medical crew knew better than to deny someone in such a state. A mutter of one of the technicians stated that it would be fine for her to follow along, as long as she stayed to the side as they worked.
That actually regained the smile onto Haruka’s features, looking at the other with a small tilt of his head. Attempting to disclose what he couldn’t in words. It will be okay.
However, the way his hand remained tense on her wrist definitely didn’t seem to clarify that point.
It was a blur to the ambulance, the only thing clear was the hand that remained in his own by a friend. A friend that it seemed as if he didn’t truly know entirely about. However, maybe it was the kind soul that he knew that resided in the other. Maybe he just didn’t want to be alone. Who knows the reason why, but all in all — the result was the same.
Eventually, he is able to gather enough strength to speak. Muttered under technicians discussing in low voices his medical history together. Attempted to clarify the best techniques that had helped his attacks in the past.
“ … I’m sorry. “ It’s a somber note, gruff with exertion, before his eyes closed slightly — not dangerously, just resting for a moment before he continued, “ Thank you … for being here. “
Everyone talking was tuned out, and the only thing she could focus on was her friend who was clearly in some pain. Once her exit was prevented by Haruka’s grasp, it wasn’t long before the medics decided it was alright for her to stick around so long as she stayed out of the way. Her second hand moves to grasp overtop his, both hands now gripping tightly.
They walked so fast, it was a little difficult for her to keep up as her hand was pulled along. She was even surprised they let her ride along, taking a quick look back at the school before climbing in. Not even realizing her body began to shake out of fear once she was finally seated, hands trembling beneath his grasp.
The apology brought her from her fearful thoughts, from the anxieties swirling in her head. It was too much, tears began to spill past and roll down her cheeks. Free hand moves quickly to wipe them away, yet they wouldn’t stop flowing. It all made sense now, once she picked up on some of the medic’s words. The long absences at school. It made sense as to why he was missing school so much. This wasn’t his first attack.
“ It’s ... It’s okay. Just don’t .. ” Don’t leave. Don’t die. “ Don’t push yourself. ”
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