Hikaru, on the other hand, was quiet for the rest of the way. He only moved once he was standing in the doorway of the office. After seeing, for himself, that he and Riley really were alone, the young man gently slipped out of the other Malice King's grip and limped inside.
Breathing hurt a little less now, but that also meant that all of the other aches and pains were rising up to the surface properly. Hikaru pursed his lips, set his jaw tight, and focused all of his efforts on getting to the couch. It worked, for the most part: at least he managed to sink down and stretch out without crashing too hard. It took an annoying amount of time, though, to dig out his cigarettes, find his lighter, set a fag on his lips, and light up.
Two drags in, and then, as he's focusing his gaze on the ceiling of the office:
"Sorry. I'm pretty sure that I'm going to end up bleeding all over your couch."
He is dizzy as fucking shit and in an almost unspeakable amount of agony, but that wasn't about to stop him from being himself. (Hopefully.)
it's okey. '^'
Breathing hurt a little less now, but that also meant that all of the other aches and pains were rising up to the surface properly. Hikaru pursed his lips, set his jaw tight, and focused all of his efforts on getting to the couch. It worked, for the most part: at least he managed to sink down and stretch out without crashing too hard. It took an annoying amount of time, though, to dig out his cigarettes, find his lighter, set a fag on his lips, and light up.
Two drags in, and then, as he's focusing his gaze on the ceiling of the office:
"Sorry. I'm pretty sure that I'm going to end up bleeding all over your couch."
He is dizzy as fucking shit and in an almost unspeakable amount of agony, but that wasn't about to stop him from being himself. (Hopefully.)