As much as he wishes it were different, Keigo knows there isn't much he can do for Touya as he is. So what Keigo does whatever and whenever he can. Whether that's giving him a sponge bath whenever his injuries safe enough for him to clean over and around or helping keep his limbs moving in hopes of preserving whatever he can. It never feels like anywhere close to being enough, but he does it. Does anything and everything he can. And when he's not at Touya's bedside or on a mission, he's found ways to stealthily get things ready for when the day comes that they'll be able to leave.
He wishes he could tell Touya what the plan is. That he's worked out deals with more than a few people out in town. Done enough community service and acts of kindness to earn the trust, kindness, and aid of various people. People who can help them get away from this place, others who will help turn the heat elsewhere. People who want to help the bright-eyed hero in his time of need. None of them know all the details, of course. Only bits and pieces here and there that might never fully align to something they can make sense of even if they'd talked to each other. No one can really know what he's planning, after all, if he wants to get Touya out safely.
But what he tells Touya instead of little things about what will happen when they are free. Things the bosses have dismissed as silly dreams of a boy with crush that he'll grown out of when he realizes that Touya is going nowhere, will never be anything. And as much as it angers Keigo to know that's the way they feel, it works. Letting them think he'll grow out of his friendship and dedication to Touya can only work in his favor. It's all part of the long game.
Keigo isn't sure how much longer he has until Touya wakes up, but regardless, things are ready for when it happens. What he doesn't expect is for it to happen now.
That faint brush under his chin makes him pause, and for a second, he thinks he's imagining. That he wants so badly for Touya to wake up that his brain is making him think he actually is. Only, he sees that screen change color. It's enough that Keigo sits up straight, reading over the numbers, taking them in with a desperate hope that this is finally it. That Touya will wake up any second now. He feels his heart hammer in his chest, and without thinking, he keeps his wrapped around Touya's and gives just the smallest squeeze. A hint of pressure to tell his waking mind that he's there.
When Touya sits up so abruptly, eyes open, his free hand reaches out, presses to his back to give him support as he scoots closer on the bed. "It's okay, it's okay," he coos softly, trying to breathe through his own excitement and happiness. He can feel his eyes starting to sting, overwhelmed by the sight of Touya sitting here. Awake. Looking at him. There's a flash of a thought that what if Touya doesn't recognize him? Or worse, doesn't remember him? But he slams those thoughts down immediately in favor of focusing.
"Hey, Tou." Keigo finally breathes out, smiling softly as he rubs his thumb gently against the back of the other teen's hand. Touya's awake. Touya's finally awake, and Keigo feels like he can't breathe.
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Date: 7/4/22 19:49 (UTC)He wishes he could tell Touya what the plan is. That he's worked out deals with more than a few people out in town. Done enough community service and acts of kindness to earn the trust, kindness, and aid of various people. People who can help them get away from this place, others who will help turn the heat elsewhere. People who want to help the bright-eyed hero in his time of need. None of them know all the details, of course. Only bits and pieces here and there that might never fully align to something they can make sense of even if they'd talked to each other. No one can really know what he's planning, after all, if he wants to get Touya out safely.
But what he tells Touya instead of little things about what will happen when they are free. Things the bosses have dismissed as silly dreams of a boy with crush that he'll grown out of when he realizes that Touya is going nowhere, will never be anything. And as much as it angers Keigo to know that's the way they feel, it works. Letting them think he'll grow out of his friendship and dedication to Touya can only work in his favor. It's all part of the long game.
Keigo isn't sure how much longer he has until Touya wakes up, but regardless, things are ready for when it happens. What he doesn't expect is for it to happen now.
That faint brush under his chin makes him pause, and for a second, he thinks he's imagining. That he wants so badly for Touya to wake up that his brain is making him think he actually is. Only, he sees that screen change color. It's enough that Keigo sits up straight, reading over the numbers, taking them in with a desperate hope that this is finally it. That Touya will wake up any second now. He feels his heart hammer in his chest, and without thinking, he keeps his wrapped around Touya's and gives just the smallest squeeze. A hint of pressure to tell his waking mind that he's there.
When Touya sits up so abruptly, eyes open, his free hand reaches out, presses to his back to give him support as he scoots closer on the bed. "It's okay, it's okay," he coos softly, trying to breathe through his own excitement and happiness. He can feel his eyes starting to sting, overwhelmed by the sight of Touya sitting here. Awake. Looking at him. There's a flash of a thought that what if Touya doesn't recognize him? Or worse, doesn't remember him? But he slams those thoughts down immediately in favor of focusing.
"Hey, Tou." Keigo finally breathes out, smiling softly as he rubs his thumb gently against the back of the other teen's hand. Touya's awake. Touya's finally awake, and Keigo feels like he can't breathe.