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He felt so horribly lost. His heart beat heavily against his ribs as he took shaky breaths inward. Was he dying? Why was it so hot? Why did his head throb so bad? Shifting weakly he threw his head to the side trying to get a deep anchoring breath, only to breathe in a mouthful of fluff and choke horribly.
Akira flew up from where he laid with a start. At least he tried to, he couldn’t bend well with this weird heavy weight on his chest and soon fell back limply. What? What on earth? Where was he? It was so dark he couldn’t even see his hand in front of his own face…
Wiping the sweat off his forehead he tried to wiggle himself out from under whatever he was pinned by. No luck. Worry wormed it's way into his gut as he tried to remember what he had been doing before falling unconscious. He couldn’t recall doing anything that would’ve put him in this situation… unless…
Reaching his hand upward his arm was stopped short by a soft feathery wall. The weight on his stomach responded to the touch with a weird twitch and stir. Akira sighed out in relief. Ryo had just fallen asleep on him, he wasn’t in any real danger.
Moving his hand down to cup the back of Ryo’s head the blonde moaned and leaned into his touch, all his wings shifting around them before settling again. Akira had to bite his tongue to not laugh and squirm at the ticklish feeling of thousands of feathers rubbing against him.
When the angel finally stilled Akira sighed, he didn’t want to move and wake Ryo up but the oppressive heat was forcing him to realize he was going to have to. He knew from previous nights spent by the other’s side that there was no escaping the tight grasp of Ryo’s wings without some serious help.
“Ryo. Ryo.” Shaking the angel’s shoulder he lifted the other off of him slightly. He hoped he could wake Ryo up just enough to slip out of his iron grip but not enough that the other wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep. It was almost impossible to get Ryo to go to bed and Akira didn’t want to wake him up in one of his rare moments of actually sleeping and not just passing out.
Ryo shifted again, his wings moved a bit letting some fresh air and a bit of the bright morning light in before closing tight back around them. Akira felt the cool air and breathed in with a sigh of relief, he still needed to get Ryo to let go but it felt a lot less pressing now that he could breathe.
“Come on Ryo, I need you to let go.” Apparently Ryo was slightly awake, or at least awake enough that when Akira said the words ‘let go’ all his wings tensed up to hold him tighter. Wheezing a bit as the force behind Ryo’s wings squeezed him tight he realized this wasn’t going to be a day he could easily slip away.
“Ryo…” The wings squeezed tighter and Ryo buried his face deeper into Akira’s side, his hands clenching from there place in Akira’s chest hair. Akira was starting to get the distinct feeling Ryo was very much awake right now and wasn’t going to let Akira go anytime soon. Sighing he brushed his hair back with a dumb grin.
Ryo was so cute and clingy… His wings were the softest down you could imagine. It felt like heaven in the tiny space Ryo had created for them, Akira just wished it wasn’t so stuffy. There was a moment he just sat, enjoying the warm space between them with a soft sigh.
It couldn’t last forever though. Rubbing his hands up and down Ryo’s sides he smiled when the angel began to chirr and relax his grip, weakly melting into Akira. There was a bit of guilt that tickled Akira’s heart as he reached around to caress the other’s back, his hands creeping towards where the strong wings met delicate flesh.
Pinching the base of one of the wings Ryo jumped, the wing that was fiddled with twitching out and releasing him. The light that now streamed in from the hole in Ryo’s wing cocoon made Akira squint horribly.
It was clear the small blonde was starting to become aware of what was happening, his face twitching and contorting at the bright light that shined in. Akira began to try and wiggle his way out, grabbing another wing and pinching when he realized the opening was nowhere near big enough.
He had to get out of here fast, if Ryo woke up fully before he escaped he knew he wasn’t going to get anywhere. The other was a fairly cranky riser, there was no doubt in Akira’s mind that he was going to be pissed that Akira had forced him to wake.
Cringing at how the other’s hands pulled at his chest hair he swore under his breath as he untangled him and slipped out. Freedom! Finally! Swinging one of his legs over the bed he stood up only to feel his other ankle be caught in a firm grasp. Of course as soon as he thought he was in the clear all his hope would be ripped away.
Akira didn’t want to turn around, he didn’t want to see what was waiting for him. Eventually he realized he had no other choice and turned, paling when he saw the horrid glare Ryo was giving him. He had been so close… he had almost made it…
The giant white shirt they had cut and tied so his wings could stick out the back had stretched with Ryo’s lazy attempt to sit up, his soft white shoulders peeking out the neck hole and showing off the love bites from the night before.
There was something horribly intimidating about seeing Ryo stare at him through the tiny opening he had created. He felt like he was going to die.
“Akira…” flinching at the morning heavy voice that barked at him he gave a weak smile, shouting in surprise when Ryo tugged on his ankle and made him fall back into the sheets below.
Ryo didn’t give Akira anytime to react, quickly grabbing onto his shoulders and climbing on top of him. All his wings flared out around them before swallowing them whole, back into their inky dark embrace. Akira pupils widened as they tried to look for the angel in the darkness.
“Ryo,, I have to get up…” The angel didn’t so much as shift in acknowledgement and Akira found his heart fall. He really wasn’t going to get out of this, was he? Poking Ryo’s face a few times the angel ran out of the patience to ignore him and grabbed his hands.
There fingers interlocked as the angel sat up just enough that he wouldn’t have to release his wing’s grasp but could still look Akira in the eyes.
“You don’t need to. You don’t need to be anywhere but by me.” Sighing out his nose Akira wiggled his hands away from the angel’s, only feeling a little bit bad about Ryo’s upset expression. As soon as his hands were free he grabbed onto the other’s shoulders and began shaking him.
“Ryoooo I have to pee!” Ryo’s wings twitched at that giving Akira the slight bit of hope that he’d be released and could finally get up. Unfortunately Ryo’s face, which had been wide eyed and surprised, fell back into his normal unimpressed stare.
“Hold it.” With that the angel flopped back down onto Akira’s chest, getting himself comfortable again. Akira’s heart dropped. Ryo couldn’t be serious could he? That excuse always worked! No one ever wanted someone to piss the bed! Looking down at Ryo in shock he grabbed the angel’s cheeks and squeezed.
“Noooo! You know it doesn’t work that way! Let me go!” There was a beat of silence after he said that, Ryo seemed to be thinking extremely hard about what was said. Confused what could possibly be so thought provoking about him needing to go to the bathroom he dropped the teasingly dramatic act. Was Ryo okay?
“Ryo?” The angel shifted, burying his face into Akira’s chest and holding himself tensely enough that Akira forgot his burning need to escape. What had happened?
“If I let you go you won’t come back will you?” Everything froze for a second before he was whapped with a horrible guilt. Ryo was right, that was exactly what he was planning to do…
“I’ll come back, I promise.” Ryo looked skeptical but started to slowly unfurl his wings. As he sat back on his knees finally unpinning Akira he looked off to the side with a horribly sad expression. Akira felt his heart squeeze, he didn’t really have to go to the bathroom but he was going to ride that lie to hell now, he didn’t want to admit to Ryo he was just looking for excuses to get away.
“I’ll be right back, promise.” Restating what he said he put out his pinky with a cheeky smile watching as Ryo’s face turned pink. Akira could tell the other thought the little display was stupid but couldn’t help but twine there little fingers together as his face twitched with the beginnings of a smile. Lighting up at the angel’s poor attempt to hide his pleasure Akira kissed his cheek before springing up.
“You better or I’ll send Jenny to drag you right back.” Akira found himself paling at that threat, looking back at Ryo’s red face with a horrified expression. When Ryo noticed Akira was staring at him he arched a brow as if asking ‘well are you going to go?’ stumbling back he ran out the room and down the hall as if Ryo was going to chase him or something.