His mind instantly panics when he feels fingers pulling against his own. Keigo is trying to draw his hands out of his and Touya freaks out completely. A ragged noise of protest, unable to even form words as he grabs at his hands, literally fighting the other boy to keep his hand in his own. Chasing his arm, reaching for him, tightening his grip and refusing to let go even as the winged hero tries to pull his hand free of that desperate hold.
Don't let him go! Don't pull away! His mind can't take the thought of it being a dream. Of the image of Keigo vanishing from his life again as the other man tries to free himself. If he's left alone-- If he's send back to that darkness--!
A solid bump against his leg, however, snaps his attention from the scrambling battle to keep Keigo's hand. Touching once more. He's here... he's really here. The pressure against his leg distracts him long enough for his companion to finally pry his hands free of Touya's grasp. A second later, that quick bridging the gap of thigh to thigh making it possible, Keigo's able to encompass the panicking teenager with in his wings without Touya shutting down in another mental cave in.
All of a sudden, it goes dark again. But this time, not from his closed eyes or the world blacking out, but because of a surrounding wall of red feathers and warm arms. A voice he's heard so many times in this very circumstance, talking to him and comforting him within the shield of Keigo's wings. Fingers wander through his hair. Pushing his head down to a warm shoulder as he's pulled into his embrace. Each breath continues fast and panicked, but they're not getting higher or faster, momentarily stunned into a plateau. Take his time... take his time...
It'll... it'll take a while. Working him down from this mind-racing freakout careening on the very edge of a mental breakdown. But... Keigo's the only person who could manage to bring Touya down from the brink.
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Date: 9/1/22 23:14 (UTC)Don't let him go! Don't pull away! His mind can't take the thought of it being a dream. Of the image of Keigo vanishing from his life again as the other man tries to free himself. If he's left alone-- If he's send back to that darkness--!
A solid bump against his leg, however, snaps his attention from the scrambling battle to keep Keigo's hand. Touching once more. He's here... he's really here. The pressure against his leg distracts him long enough for his companion to finally pry his hands free of Touya's grasp. A second later, that quick bridging the gap of thigh to thigh making it possible, Keigo's able to encompass the panicking teenager with in his wings without Touya shutting down in another mental cave in.
All of a sudden, it goes dark again. But this time, not from his closed eyes or the world blacking out, but because of a surrounding wall of red feathers and warm arms. A voice he's heard so many times in this very circumstance, talking to him and comforting him within the shield of Keigo's wings. Fingers wander through his hair. Pushing his head down to a warm shoulder as he's pulled into his embrace. Each breath continues fast and panicked, but they're not getting higher or faster, momentarily stunned into a plateau. Take his time... take his time...
It'll... it'll take a while. Working him down from this mind-racing freakout careening on the very edge of a mental breakdown. But... Keigo's the only person who could manage to bring Touya down from the brink.