Beyond the motion of his hand through the pale hair, Keigo keeps still. He's a quiet, solid support as they sit there, his fingers sliding through the other's hair slowly. A gesture meant to soothe him as the panicked breathing continues. "Just breathe," he says softly, keeping one hand on Touya's back. His thumb moves slowly, rubbing small shapes against one of the ridges along his spine. In a place where there are no stitches, where there's nothing to disturb.
"It's just you and me. Focus on my voice. Try to focus on the sound of my breathing."
His voice is soft and gentle, trying to guide Touya through the panic. It's not easy. It'll take time, but if he can just get him to breathe, to come down from where he's at, that's a good start. They can handle whatever comes after that together. The last thing he wants is for Touya to break here, to lose himself to smoke and flames again, and ruin his body all over again. That's a pain he doesn't want the other teen to have to endure again. He can't imagine having to sit here again, to watch as Touya undergoes more surgeries and treatments to try and salvage his body. It always just brings him back to the idea that he needs to get Touya out of here.
Keigo pushes those thoughts out of his mind in favor of keeping his own breathing steady and even. The motions of his hands continue slowly, trying to make sure it's something Touya can focus on in the safety of the embrace of his wings.
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Date: 11/11/22 12:51 (UTC)"It's just you and me. Focus on my voice. Try to focus on the sound of my breathing."
His voice is soft and gentle, trying to guide Touya through the panic. It's not easy. It'll take time, but if he can just get him to breathe, to come down from where he's at, that's a good start. They can handle whatever comes after that together. The last thing he wants is for Touya to break here, to lose himself to smoke and flames again, and ruin his body all over again. That's a pain he doesn't want the other teen to have to endure again. He can't imagine having to sit here again, to watch as Touya undergoes more surgeries and treatments to try and salvage his body. It always just brings him back to the idea that he needs to get Touya out of here.
Keigo pushes those thoughts out of his mind in favor of keeping his own breathing steady and even. The motions of his hands continue slowly, trying to make sure it's something Touya can focus on in the safety of the embrace of his wings.