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He held his breathe as he neared the door, afraid of what there might be. He knows it shouldn't matter and that he shouldn't feel this way, but his fellow teacher, his lover, could be scarred for life. What if he isn't even in the room? Shouta does like to isolate himself even while in pain.
Hizashi takes a shaky breathe and opens the door. The room is terribly dark and at first he can't seem to make out any objects until his eyes took the time to adjust. He felt around the wall for the switch, eventually finding it and being temporarily blinded by the bright lights. He blinks hard and gasps when he sees Shouta, his entire body wrapped in multiple layers of bandges only leaving his nose partially unwrapped so he can breathe. Hizashis eyes begin to water as he draws closer to the broken form on the bed. Afraid to touch him, he falls to his knees beside the bed and grasps at the covers. He can hear Shoutas breathing. It is slow and quiet, and is scaring him. What if it stopped? If he never woke up?
Hizashis grip tightens on the covers as his breathing becomes labored.
"Hizashi, is that you?" Hishai gasps and quickly wipes his eyes.
"Shouta! You're alive! Oh god, youre alive." He lays his head on the sheets, continuing to cry. Shouta shifts a bit to sit up, finding it difficcult to do so without an emmense amount of pain shooting through his spine. He gives up and stays still, listening to Hizashi cry.
"Yamada, stop crying for a moment and turn on the lights. Please." He doesn't get a response, so he repeats himself. "Hizashi. Li-"
"The lights are on Shouta. They're... oh my god.." The crying turns into loud sobbing. Too loud for the building.
"Hizashi stop! You need to calm down-" He tries to set up once again, only to be struck with terrible wave of pain. He hisses through clenched teeth. Hizashi is standing now and quickly looking for pain killers to help. His hands fumble as he tries to open a pill bottle. He chews on his bottom lip as he runs back to Shouta, poking the medication throw bandages into where his mouth should be located, hoping the other will understand and swallow the pills.
Shouta swallows and breathes heavily. He stares into the bandages and realizes he can not see a bit of light through his wrapping. He blinks, and blinks again. Panic bubbles in the pit of his stomach and flows upward into his throat.
"I. I can't see." His voice cracks and he begins to make sounds that can only be described as pained. "I can't see!" He slams his casted arm down onto the bed and yet another wave off pain hits and he screams.
Hizashi is shocked at the sudden scream, and he wants to hold the hurting man, he needs to. But he can't. Instead he runs to find the nearest nurse. He finds recovery girl who is already on her way in to see what all the noise was, from the loud screeching from earlier to the lower volume of screams. She goes for a sedative and gives it to Shouta. It takes some time, but he is out like a light. She sighs and smiles sadly at Hizashi.
"You are welcome to watch over him, but anymore screaming and you will not see him until he recovers." He nods and she leaves the room. Leaving the two alone again. He grabs a chair and pulls it to the bedside. Resting his head on the covers, he whispers to the resting body. About how Shouta will get through this, and how he will be taken to the cat cafe, and they will get a cat, and how Hizashi will make his favorite meals. He holds Shoutas casted hand in a careful grip as he stares at the bandaged face.
"I will be your eyes until yours are better. I'll take care of you. I promise Shouta." He kisses the hand and closes his eyes as more tears begin to roll down his cheeks.
"I love you."