Ary's crazy birthday project #2 - Gokusen
Ryu is not weak. He is a fighter, has been fighting all his life, has never admitted defeat; for every time he has been beaten to the ground he has found his way back up. No, he is not weak; Ryu is strong. It is just his health that is a little weak and sometimes gives him a scare or two, or sends him to the hospital because he can’t quite breathe by himself during a bad cold.
It is not that Ryu is weak and can’t take the long, stretching empty hours laying on the hospital bed on his own, but when Hayato sneaks under the blankets with him and wraps his arms around his body Ryu can’t help but to let out a thankful sigh that clogs up the oxygen mask.
It’s a big mess they have gotten themselves in this time, a fucking damn big mess, in Hayato’s colorful language; Ryu doesn’t even quite understand how it has come to this or why are they surrounded by a group of what looks like dangerous people holding long chains, steel bars and knifes, but then his back bumps against Hayato’s and he crackles his knuckles with a renewed strength because as long as they are together they can take whatever comes.
It is not that Ryu is weak and can’t take the long, stretching empty hours laying on the hospital bed on his own, but when Hayato sneaks under the blankets with him and wraps his arms around his body Ryu can’t help but to let out a thankful sigh that clogs up the oxygen mask.
It’s a big mess they have gotten themselves in this time, a fucking damn big mess, in Hayato’s colorful language; Ryu doesn’t even quite understand how it has come to this or why are they surrounded by a group of what looks like dangerous people holding long chains, steel bars and knifes, but then his back bumps against Hayato’s and he crackles his knuckles with a renewed strength because as long as they are together they can take whatever comes.