Stephen's Point Of View
Stephen was an amalgamation of emotions. He had come to check on Mizuyuki, only to find him moaning and writhing on the bed. He wouldn't wake up no matter what Stephen did.
Not only that, but he had even ejaculated in his sleep with a loud moan, and Stephen was torn. He was glad that Mizuyuki wasn't screaming in his sleep, but he could almost guarantee that Mizuyuki wasn't, dreaming about him.
This thought was further confirmed, after Mizuyuki had finally snapped out of it, looking extremely guilty, and embarrassed.
Stephen had realized that he loved Mizuyuki, when he was no longer by his side. Each day spent in his absence had been overwhelming, and unbearable. He was still a man with needs, however, he didn't want to hurt the still healing Mizuyuki, in any way.
"Oh... I see..." He said.
"I'm really sorry... I can't control it."
"It's fine, Mizuyuki... What do you want me to do? Should I help you...? Or would you like me to give you some privacy?"
"I... Um... C-Could you help me?" Mizuyuki asked, helplessly looking up at Stephen through his cascading hair.
"Anything you ask of me, I will freely, and gladly give you." Stephen said, pushing Mizuyuki's hair out the way and kissing him softly.
Stephen knew he couldn't go all the way with Mizuyuki, but there was plenty he could do instead. He slipped off Mizuyuki's clothes, gazing lovingly at him. He kissed him again, slowly making his way down to his neck.
Stephen wanted to cover all the marks and bruises that marred Mizuyuki's skin with his own. As he kissed and nibbled at Mizuyuki's neck, then slowly ran his hand down his chest, and gently took Mizuyuki's cock into his hand.
"Ungh... Ngh... Yes..." Mizuyuki moaned, sending shivers throughout Stephen's body.
He quickened the pace of his hand, and began kissing Mizuyuki deeper. He stopped kissing him intermittently, to let Mizu breathe. Watching him gasp for air was adorable in its own right. He was still so adorably innocent, so amazingly strong, so breathtakingly beautiful, and so damned delicious.
"Is this okay, Mizuyuki?" Stephen asked, between kisses.
"Mmm... Yes... It feels good... Keep going..."
Stephen couldn't help but chuckle at that, and kiss him more. He squeezed his hand tighter around Mizuyuki's erection, using the pre-cum and semen as lubricant.
"Haah... You're so beautiful, Mizuyuki. I'll never let you go, you know that, don't you?" Stephen whispered into Mizuyuki's mouth, as he kissed him more.
"Mmhmm... It's good... so good... I'm close..."
"Hmm... Yeah, cum when you want to... I love you, Mizuyuki." Stephen said, looking into Mizuyuki's eyes watching him shiver all over.
Then, realization dawned on Mizuyuki's face, and his whole body tensed up, face beet red.
"AHHH!"
Mizuyuki ejaculated immediately, shocked surprise, plastered on his face.
Stephen squeezed every drop out of Mizuyuki, while he trembled and shook underneath him.
Mizuyuki covered his face, before turning it into the pillow under his head.
To make matters worse, Mizuyuki still had an erection. Stephen moved his head down, and took Mizuyuki's erection into his mouth.
"Ah! No wait!... Ungh! W-What are you doing!? Hngh!" Mizuyuki asked, with a fearful, pleading gaze, before Stephen took him deeper into his mouth.
"Hayking ew eel hetter." (Making you feel better.) Stephen replied, nonchalantly.
"D-Don't talk with your mouth full, dummy! Ah!"
"Hokaay."
"Ugh! Agh! Take your mouth off, please! It's coming out!"
"Mmhmm..."
"No, please. Seriously, Stephen. Take it off!"
Stephen could feel Mizuyuki twitching in his mouth, he was going to cum again soon. His pleading, weighed on him heavily, and he couldn't help but obey Mizuyuki. He removed his mouth, stroking Mizuyuki with his hand again.
"Uhh... I'm cumming... Hngh! AH!"
Stephen couldn't help but stare in admiration, Mizuyuki was squirting again. It arched up his chest in ribbons, gleaming against the sheen of sweat on his body. Stephen took off his shirt, and wiped Mizuyuki down.
Then he wrapped him in a blanket, and carried him to the bathroom. Stephen turned on the shower to warm it up, and took his pants off while waiting.
He slowly unwrapped the blanket, and carefully held Mizuyuki, as he stepped into the one-person shower.
He stood Mizuyuki up, and let him lean back against his chest. He quickly scrubbed Mizuyuki, and then himself. They stayed under the spray of water for a while longer after scrubbing down.
Stephen quietly hugged Mizuyuki close to him, running his fingers through his hair.
"I'm so screwed up. My mind knows it's disgusting, but my body craves it... All day. I can't unsee what I've seen, and I can't forget the sensations I felt. The drugs were so strong, it was like floating above my body watching everything happen with only my senses still intact. I'm sorry.... It probably grosses you out..."
"It's okay, Mizuyuki. I mean, don't get me wrong, it doesn't feel good that that bastard is the one making you feel that way even in your dreams. However, I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere. Because I love you, Mizuyuki. I love you, so damn much. And one day, maybe you could love me just as much."
"I envy you... You can say that embarrassing stuff so easily.... Thank you for not rejecting me. I'm sorry I'm damaged goods. I will try my hardest to work on me... For us..."
"Take your time. I'll be right here waiting." Stephen said, kissing the top of Mizuyuki's head and then his lips.
"All right, let's get out now. We still need to go shopping." Stephen said, picking Mizuyuki up.
"Right..." Mizuyuki replied.
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Mizuyuki's Point Of View
Margaret's Market
They pulled up to the grocery store, and Sebastián parked the car. Mizuyuki had been cradled in Stephen's arms the whole way there. He was loathe to get out of the car, but he also didn't want to be carried by Stephen the whole time they were here, either.
I got out of the car and stretched, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. It wasn't too cold outside, so I chose to wear some basketball shorts, an oversized long-sleeved shirt, and some flip-flops. The bruises on my neck had faded enough by now, that they looked like hickeys or bug bites. The same couldn't be said for my arms and back however, so I decided against exposing them altogether.
We all made our way inside, and Stephen grabbed a cart. It wasn't long before Sebastián and Todd disappeared, then reappeared with arms full of snacks and junk food, while Stephen continued to shop for dinner tonight.
I was standing in the produce isle, when I felt a tug on my arm. Thinking it was Stephen, I turned into the pull, and slammed into a firm, human wall. I shuddered, and took a hasty step back.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked, looking confused.
"See, what'd I tell you? She, is actually a he." The man said.
"But, damn he's got a body that doesn't quit, and he's so damn pretty. Does it even matter? A hole's a hole, right?" Another man chimed in, looking at me sensually from head to toe, and making me take another step back.
The man who had tugged on my arm, still had my arm in his grip. He tightened said grip, when I tried to pull away. The rough sensation sent a pleasurable shiver down my spine.
Alarmed at my own body's reaction, I looked around in search of any of the guys, and locked eyes with Sebastián. The fury in his eyes was unmistakable.
"Could you let go of me? If you don't, you're going to die..."
"Oh? And who, pray tell, is going to kill me? You?" He sneered, yanking me forward towards him.
He wrapped his arm around my waist, and rubbed his erection against my stomach. Goosebumps instantly spread across my skin.
"No. I'll be the one to end your life. I advise you to step away. Now." Sebastián said, holding a gun to the back of the man's head.
The man let go of my waist, and turned around in a huff. Only to be met by three very pissed off men, all of which had drawn their guns, and aimed them at the three strangers.
"C'mere, Mizuyuki." Stephen said gently, holding out his left hand to me, not taking his eyes off of the man in front of him for a second.
"Jeez, he already had three boyfriends? What a total slut. Who needs ran through goods, anyway?" One of the men said, annoyed.
At that comment, all three men– Sebastián, Stephen, and Todd– cocked their guns immediately.
"Apologize to the young master, right damn now, or leave in a body bag!" Todd yelled, pressing the barrel of his gun to the forehead of the man that had disrespected me.
"It's his own fault for dressing so provocatively, just to come to a grocery store. How were we supposed to know he was a big deal?" The man that grabbed my arm replied with a glare.
Stephen held me protectively with his left arm, while I couldn't even look these men in the eyes. The guilt and lingering arousal, were currently swirling inside me like a whirlpool.
"No one is going to repeat themselves for scum like you. You'd best do as you're told." Sebastián said, taking a threatening step forward.
"I'm sorry, okay! Fuck this shit! Who needs him anyway?!" The guy exclaimed, before turning around and high tailing it out of the store with his cronies hot on his heels.
"You know, I'm starting to see why you said you'd never take the subway again. They really don't leave you alone. Is this also why you're so comfortable living an introverted lifestyle?" Sebastián asked, putting his gun away.
"Yeah, unfortunately there were barely any moments of peace for him when he used public transportation. As a bodyguard, his college days were a nightmare for me, I could only imagine how Mizuyuki felt at the time." Todd said, patting my head.
"I'm sorry, I looked away for just a second... Forgive me?" Stephen asked, looking sick and wounded.
"It's fine. This is why I wanted all of you to come too. It really happens all the time. So just imagine a crowded mall, right?" I replied, hugging him tightly.
"No way in hell are we ever going to the mall. We'll need a lot more men to do that." Sebastián said, shaking his head.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the guys all melted into the sound. It seemed like they really liked it when I laughed. A little too much, in my opinion.
"I need that as a ringtone. Your laugh is so soft, gentle, and so damn genuine." Stephen said, kissing my lips.
"Right, let's hurry up and get out of here. The next man to approach Yuki carelessly, is likely to die." Todd said, his hand still on the handle of his gun.
"Agreed," Sebastián and Stephen said in unison.
They made short work of the shopping, grabbing beers, and an indoor grill as well. Stephen grabbed some whiskey, three different types of wine, along with an assorted meat and cheese snack tray.
I had successfully procured some of my favorite fruits, and a fruit platter, as well.
We checked out with a clerk and headed for the car. Sebastián and Stephen went to put the groceries in the car, while Todd and I waited by the front doors.
"Todd, let me have some money for the vending machine, I'm thirsty." I said.
He quickly obliged, and handed me a couple loose dollar bills, then I headed over to the machine.
"Hey Todd, do you wan–"
My words died in my throat when I looked over, and saw that he was swarmed with girls.
"Are you with the secret service?"
"Are you a spy?"
"You're so hot! Oh my god!"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Do you want a girlfriend?"
"Can I be your girlfriend?"
The girls were relentless with their questions, and there was no way I would dare to get in their way. I shrugged nonchalantly, and then turned back to the machine debating on what flavor of soda I wanted. Suddenly, a strong arm smacked the vending machine next to my face, startling me.
"Hey, buy me a drink too."
I didn't recognize his voice, so I ignored him completely. I selected a soda, and waited for the machine to spit out the drink and change.
"Ow! Fuck!"
Angry at my obvious disinterest, the man forcefully turned me around, and slammed me against the machine. The loud clatter from the forceful impact, was nothing compared to the pain and pleasure that shot up my back, simultaneously.
"Don't just ignore me, thats rude... I was genuinely trying to get to know you. At first, I thought you were a girl, but now I see I was mistaken. But you're just so damn good looking, I don't think my cock would mind." He said, running his thumb down my cheek, and to my chest.
My body was practically vibrating at the excessive sexual contact, and I bit the inside of my cheek to clear my head.
Suddenly, the girls around Todd let out surprised yelps. He had drawn his gun, again.
"Excuse me, ladies. I have a job to do."
I looked over and locked eyes with Todd, who was quickly approaching, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Sorry, I'm spoken for... So, if you could just move along before you end up as a stain on the pavement... That'd be great."
"Oh, please. If you were, you wouldn't be here all alone. Where is this significant other of your's?" The man replied, forcefully taking my chin into his hand.
"I'm only going to say this once... Back away from him, right now." Todd practically growled.
Suddenly, car tires screeched nearby, and I heard a loud, exasperated, and tired sigh.
"Seriously? Again? This poor guy..." Sebastián groaned, immediately losing his patience.
Even after hearing both Todd, and Sebastián, my unknown assailant didn't back away, nor did he falter in his overzealous sexual assault. Instead, he turned around to face the men, while pressing his body against mine, simultaneously smashing me into the vending machine, and trying to secretly cop-a-feel. I felt my face heat up at his sudden, intense groping.
"Ugh! You irritating bastard!" Sebastián yelled, right before punching the guy square in the jaw.
The man stumbled left, no longer too close for comfort, but didn't fall. He stood up straight looking furious, only to have 3 guns trained on him now.
"I said it, didn't I? A stain on the pavement..." I said, my voice dripping with irritation.
I continued to get a soda for everyone, quickly deciding that we would all get the same drink to save time. The man hastily ran away, and the girls swarmed all three men this time, squealing with excitement.
It was adorable in a way, but not when they started touching Stephen. For some reason, I felt an irritation in my chest. I handed out the drinks, before climbing into the car. The boys easily followed suit, leaving a group of forlorn women in their wake.
"How did you survive until now? Seriously..." Sebastián asked, clearly exhausted.
"Todd and Myah mostly, but as you can see, I'm not the only one who gets attention." I replied with a hmph.
"Oho? You jealous?" Sebastián chuckled.
"Not even close. All I'm saying is, you guys get swarmed too. The difference is, no woman would dare try to drag you off, or approach you alone. Even when guys approach me, they think I'm a girl. Then, after finding out the truth, it's like all of a sudden they are no longer heterosexual, and begin contemplating what-if's. It's annoying, and insulting. Not to rub salt in the wound, but your asshole father was the same way..." I said, a little more harsh than intended.
Sebastián flinched, and started to drive the car before saying, "I'm sorr–"
"Don't apologize for him... He did it plenty, and it still felt hollow." I said, cutting him off.
It wasn't his fault, and I didn't want him to apologize for that bastard.
The drive back was awkward and quiet. Like everyone had something to say, but didn't want to acknowledge it.
We pulled up to my apartment, and they immediately got to work dividing up the bags between themselves. I tried to help too, but was instantly shut down and handed the keys, instead.
"Go unlock the door. We'll be right there." Sebastián said, placing the keys in my hands.
I nodded, and then headed to the second floor. Standing at my door, I slid the key into the hole, and unlocked it. Before I could twist the door knob, I heard an approving whistle from behind me. It would be comical, if it didn't make my skin crawl.
"Hmm? New neighbor, huh? You look great from behind, now let's see the face," A man said, before his arms fell to each side of my face, his palms pressing against the door.
I let out a sigh, and slowly turned around. He was handsome to be sure, but he had the air of a man who didn't know what 'no' meant.
"Ugh... Men are so predictable. I'm a guy, just so you know."
"Oh, I definitely know. I'm bisexual, so that's not a problem." He replied, nonchalantly.
"I'm also spoken for..." I said, reaching for the door knob.
"He's not here, is he? What he doesn't know, won't hurt him. And yes, it's most definitely a guy. A woman wouldn't know what to do with this body. She'd probably just be jealous all day." He said, moving his face closer.
I could feel my face heating up again, and my pulse quicken. I was quickly approaching my limit of unexpected, and unwanted sexual contact for the day.
"Please go away... He is around, and if you stay here, you're going to die." I said, finding the knob, before twisting it.
In hindsight, it was a terrible idea. He was leaning most of his weight against the door, in his attempt to kiss me. So when the door suddenly opened, we fell into my apartment, and he crushed me under his weight.
The pain hit my back and lungs first, as all the air left my body in a rush. The man used this opportunity to begin frantically kissing me on my neck, lips, and collarbone.
"Ugh! Stop! Get off me! You're... hurting me!" I cried, trying to push him away.
"Mmm... But you taste so good... Why should I stop?" He asked, eyes gleaming greedily.
He wasn't listening, he wasn't listening atall. Worst of all, my body was thoroughly enjoying his frantic hands and messy kisses. I could already feel myself getting an erection. Panic set in at the realization of my body's unintentional reaction.
"Uhh! Ow! Let go! STEPHEN!"
I sucked in as much air as I could, before screaming as loud as possible.
Suddenly, the man was lifted off of me, and then kicked so hard in the ribs, that I heard them audibly crack.
"Ack! What the fuck!? Who the hell–"
The man's words abruptly died in his throat, when he noticed that two guns were now trained in his direction, and Stephen picked me up.
"Mizuyuki, who is this guy?" Sebastián asked, while Todd proceeded to kick him again repeatedly.
"He said he was my neighbor. He didn't really say much else that didn't pertain to how I looked." I replied.
Todd stopped kicking him, deftly picked him up by his shirt, then threw him out the door, slamming him down on the concrete, hard.
"Let me make this abundantly clear... If I catch you around him again, I will kill you myself." Todd declared, before slamming the door.
"Mizuyuki, I'm beginning to get the full picture of your everyday life, and honestly? I'm worried..." Sebastián sighed deeply in exasperation, while looking at Stephen.
I had nothing to say, because this was just a trip to the grocery store. The mall and subway, were the real problems. Stephen and Sebastián looked thoroughly distraught.
"I'm tempted to lock you up..." Stephen sighed.
Todd put his hand on Stephen's shoulder, in an attempt to calm him down.
"I know it's hard to wrap your heads around, but it's not his fault. Also, if you plan to be around him, you should quickly try to get used to seeing it, everytime he leaves the house." Todd advised sincerely, before picking up the grocery bags and heading to the kitchen.
"Our only job is to look out for him. I'm not saying it's easy to ignore. Personally, if Yuki wasn't here, I would have shot that guy in the dick. But Yuki's safety comes first. That's all that goes through my head when he's around. Because he's always been at risk of aggressive people. And make no mistake, men aren't your only concern. Women can be extremely aggressive, and very persistent, too." Todd sighed, as he began to unload the bags.
He said he was still angry, but you would never know just by looking at him. He was doing his best, for my sake. Stephen sat me down on the sofa, and then helped put away the groceries with Sebastián and Todd. The air was back to being tense, and I didn't know of anything I could say to lighten the mood.
So, I turned the TV on, found an action movie, and began watching it. My body was beginning to shake and tremble again. So I laid down on the sofa, curling up. I hated this feeling, it felt like it was coming on faster than usual. My body hurt, and my heartbeat was increasing.
I rubbed my lips with the back of my arm, I could still smell that guy on my skin. My eyes started to heat up, as tears began to well up inside them. I knew Todd was just trying to inform them of my situation, but it annoyed me more than anyone else.
I couldn't take one step outside without someone coming on to me. I never asked for anything, no matter how I dressed they always said it was provocative. No matter what I said, they only heard what they wanted to. I was tired, I didn't feel well, I hurt all over, and yet, I still had an erection.
It was a horrible feeling. One that I'd give anything to not have. When I was taken by Sujin, they gave me drugs, then used toys or whatever they had on hand at the time. But I never felt the urge to enjoy it, or crave it afterwards.
The drugs that Daimian had used, were ten times more potent than Sujin's, and they made me crave the sex and drugs constantly, even without them in my system.
I just wanted it all to be over. I didn't want to feel like this anymore. I didn't want to get an erection from anyone's touch anymore. I didn't want to crave that familiar sting in my neck, quickly followed by the sudden rush of pleasure and ecstasy. I just wanted it all to end...
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Stephen's Point Of View
Suddenly a phone rang. Sebastián dug in his pocket and paused. He picked up the phone and put it on speaker.
"What's up, Gloria?"
—Hey Baas. You boys holding up ok?
"Well, it could be worse I suppose. What'd you find?"
—Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but that medication for his withdrawal symptoms I prescribed him will not be enough... Haah...
"You're on speaker, Gloria. Speak freely." Sebastián warned.
—That poor boy... I bet he's putting on such a brave face. The injections they gave him were monstrous. Aphrodisiacs, cocaine, ecstasy, PCP, and even Fentanyl. High concentrated amounts of it. I'm talking almost pure. There were high levels of dopamine, and his endorphin count was through the roof. Meaning, he got next to no sleep being drugged, and woken up with adrenaline whenever he passed out. I don't think there's anything I could give him, that would help with the hell his body is going through.
"But he doesn't seem to be in too bad a shape at the moment. We even took him outside today." Sebastián said, casting a glance at the sofa.
— The medication I prescribed him, curbs surface level problems. Shakiness, cold sweats, nervous twitches. However, his real concerns are much deeper. The cravings for sex and drugs his body is probably going through, is nothing short of maddening. Simple touches will calm him somewhat, but it's like putting gauze on bullet wounds... With the bullet still inside... Haah... Tell me, does he need constant physical contact? Still has a lack of appetite? Hasn't slept more than a few minutes, despite the medication making him drowsy?
Everyone looked over at Mizuyuki, now understanding why he always leaned into simple touches, and always wanted to touch them. It was sadly adorable, but also painful to know that he needed it, but never asked.
"You're right Doc... It's exactly as you say."
—Where is he now?
"Laying on the sofa..." Stephen said, walking towards it.
He froze and instantly scooped Mizu up. Mizuyuki was unconscious and sweating profusely.
"Mizuyuki, wake up. Wake up, Mizuyuki!"
—Shit! I may have been too slow. Crush up two of those pills for withdrawals, and rub it on his tongue. Then pour a little water into his mouth, just enough to dissolve the powdered pills. Sebastián, get the emergency syringe with the blue label and inject it into his thigh immediately, even if you haven't put the pills in his mouth yet!
Sebastián and Stephen got to work at the doctor's instructions. Sebastián injected the syringe and Todd passed Stephen the crushed up pills. Once the powder was in Mizuyuki's mouth, Gloria interrupted them.
—What's happening, boys? Keep me updated!
"I injected him, he's still unconscious, Stephen is putting in the crushed up pills now. Todd, the water." Sebastián replied.
—Tell me, did anything traumatic or stressful happen to him today?
The men looked at each other and Sebastián answered, "Yeah, It was stressful, alright. He was accosted three times in the span of an hour!"
—He didn't mention feeling sick or nauseous?
"No... He just laid down, and now this. Doc, he's not waking up!"
— Get a flashlight going, and tell me if his pupils dilate when shown.
Stephen quickly took out his phone and flashed the light in each of Mizuyuki's eyes.
"Not dilating, Doc! What's going on?" Stephen said in a panic.
—His body is basically putting itself in a comatose state to save itself. All we can do is wait. Don't let him overheat.
"He's burning up and sweating right now Doc!" Stephen yelled, losing his patience.
— I told you to keep me updated! Don't yell at me! He needs lukewarm water. Not too cold but, barely warm. Grab towels and blankets. His temperature will plummet, afterwards.
Stephen immediately took Mizuyuki to the shower, turning it on, sitting Mizuyuki inside the tub, and letting the water cascade down his face and body.
Sebastián went to grab towels and blankets, while Todd held the phone.
"Mmm... don't! Uhh... help me... Please... so hot..." Mizuyuki mumbled.
Stephen placed the back of his hand against Mizuyuki's forehead to check his temperature. He was still burning up.
"I got the towels and blankets." Sebastián said, carrying them into the bathroom and placing them on the counter.
—For the next part, I need everyone but Stephen out. If he wants to share what I tell him next, to the rest of you, I'll leave that up to him to decide.
Todd placed the phone on top the towels and stepped out with Sebastián, closing the door behind them.
"What is it Doc... I'm not calm at all, so talk fast." Stephen said.
— Listen, you guys are going to need to be more attentive going forward. It's clear now that Mizuyuki doesn't want to inconvenience anyone, but he can't fight this alone. As a doctor, I could never outright say give him drugs in small doses, but you will need to find an equivalent, and soon.
"What do you mean?"
— Physical touch is just the beginning. If he doesn't find release, or a substitute for the drugs, two things will happen. He will take his life, or search for drugs. Since I imagine you boys are watching him like a hawk, those options will be hard for him... Haah... In which case, the self-loathing he will feel could be catastrophic.
"Self-loathing?"
—Yes. Feeling guilt or shame about being in a sexual state, even if his mind doesn't want it, his body will. If you love that boy, then forgive him everytime. Help him when you can, it's not his fault. He may have already shown signs...
"What kind of signs?" Stephen asked, checking Mizuyuki's temperature again.
—Waking up with an erection after his nightmares, acting indifferent about the things that happened, getting sexually aroused by simple touches, and becoming exhausted from simply walking around. These are the beginning signs of the withdrawals to come. He will feel guilty about all of it, or even embarrassed. If you catch him touching the other guys, even in a non-sexual way, go easy on him. He's just trying to say something without words.
"Doc, he passed out earlier after lunch and basically had a wet dream, he also touches foreheads with Sebastián and Todd, or head pats– both giving and receiving– almost all day. Not to mention, he didn't put up any resistance to the guys who approached him today. He fought off the last guy, but something tells me it was more reflex, than will... Is that what you're talking about?"
— Yes, exactly. However, what makes you think he didn't fight back the last time?
"You know this by now but, Mizuyuki isn't weak by any means. He fought for almost 20 minutes when William and his co-conspirator abducted him from the estate. Yet this guy managed to pin him down, and all he did was shove his face away. No critical hits or anything."
— I see what you mean. Fucking William, that cockroach of a bastard. I should geld him for good measure!
"There's no need. I took care of him, Permanently... Also I don't get jealous at the closeness he shares with Sebastián and Todd. Mostly because Todd has been there for something similar with Mizuyuki before, and has known him far longer than me, so the trust is there on both sides. And well, Sebastián is Sebastián. He cares for Mizuyuki because I care for him. You know who Sebastián wants so there's no need to say it out loud."
—He's been through this before!? Christ! This poor kid... Is that why he had a bad sleeping habit, even before all this? Ugh... breaks my heart.
"I'm cold.... Stephen... h-help me... Ngh..." Mizuyuki mumbled, threw chattering teeth.
His eyes were still closed, yet he called for Stephen.
—Is that Mizuyuki? Wrap him tightly in the towel first– take care to not damage his ribs further– then wrap him in the blanket. Hold him, keep him at normal temperatures until he comes to. You may have to do this again, if his fever spikes rapidly a second time.
"Hurts... Don't make me... I don't want to... looks... Hngh... uncanny... Stop..." Mizuyuki began to flail, as Stephen wrapped him up.
— The nightmares... Are they reoccurring?
"Yeah, he had nightmares before this, too. So, sometimes you never knew what instances he was reliving. But now, you can definitely tell what's, or rather who, is tormenting him." Stephen said, through gritted teeth.
— Due to the physical state he's in, I will never recommend intercourse... But he will need to be held almost all day... Can you even handle that?
"I hold him all the time. That shouldn't be a prob–"
— I'm not talking about by just you. You could never sleep if it was only you.
"I hear what you're saying Doc, but I don't think Mizuyuki would agree to that. And if he did, things could get awkward, for him." Stephen replied, picking Mizuyuki up and sitting him in his lap on the floor.
— What I'm telling you is, that is the state he will eventually be in. Any comfortable touch will do. He will feel the lowest here. The good news is, it can't be a stranger, he'll be more likely to vomit, than allow it. However, friends and family on the other hand, will be fair game. I gather he doesn't have many family members or friends, right?
"Family, two. Friends, two."
— I could tell... It will be like his body reverted back to a toddler or adolescent, learning 'Good touch, Bad touch' kind of things, again. Nothing personal but, it's going to take a village this time. Don't kill the friends and family, Stephen...
"I would never... Sebastián on the other hand..." Stephen said, with a chuckle.
— Don't kill him either. It's your fault for bringing an adorable wounded puppy home. Just keep an eye on him, okay? If he starts hallucinating– asleep or awake– inject him with the green labeled syringe, in the neck or thigh, quickly. I'm going now, call me immediately if he doesn't wake up by tomorrow morning.
"Thanks, Doc... For everything." Stephen said, hanging up with a sigh.
"Stephen... ugh... Stephen, help... me..."
"It's okay, Mizuyuki. It's just a bad dream. You can wake up now." Stephen said, standing up with Mizuyuki in his arms.
He grabbed Sebastián's phone off the sink, and walked out of the bathroom.
"How is he?" Sebastián and Todd asked in unison.
Stephen handed Sebastián his phone, then headed for the sofa. Sebastián and Todd followed, looking between Mizuyuki and Stephen.
"Sebastián, Todd... Would you feel uncomfortable holding Mizuyuki in a platonic way?" Stephen asked, running a hand through his hair.
"I mean, I don't look at him that way. He's like a baby brother to me, it's always been that way... But I can't imagine Yuki wanting that." Todd said with a shrug.
"I'm gonna be completely honest. I'm a guy so... There's no way in hell I could hold him the way you are now, and not make him uncomfortable. Not saying I'd act on it, but I couldn't stop Jr. from acting on his own. Let's face it Stephen... I play bad santa every year at the bar, I'm no saint. I mean honestly, he's freakin adorable, like all the time. In any other world, it'd be a compliment, but for Yuki, it'd be a warning bell."
Stephen looked at Sebastián in shocked confusion.
"Sebastián, do you want to die?" Stephen asked.
"Oh, C'mon! Don't give me that! Out of all those present, I've literally known him for the least amount of time. He's not a bad kid, and he's super caring. How am I the bad guy here? How else is my body supposed to react? It's Normal! Don't judge me. I said I'd never act on it, or hurt him. Do you think someone who's been through what I have, could do that to someone else?"
"You have a point..." Stephen said, backing down.
Stephen knew very well how Sebastián processed things like this. Later on when he was older, he had ran into a guy who had had a hand in his rape and sexual assault, and beat the man within an inch of his life, then shot him in the knee. Purely on the basis that said asshole, was unrepentant, and had the nerve to ask him if he could do it again.
At times, Sebastián was more merciless than Stephen. It was comforting to know, but not very helpful for Mizuyuki.
"The Doc said his constant need for contact will get far worse, before it gets better. And since we didn't even know he needed it this much today, we have to be more vigilant. Mizuyuki won't tell us, because he feels guilty and dirty. So the touch, and assurance that he isn't filthy, will be priority number one." Stephen said with a sigh.
"Hngh... Stephen...help... me... ugh..."
Stephen flinched, and looked down at Mizuyuki.
His face was contorted in pain, as he tried his best to flail around.
"Mizuyuki... it's a bad dream... you can wake up now... open your eyes." Stephen said, gently kissing his lips.
Mizuyuki's eyes slowly opened, then he flinched, terror etched all over his face. His eyes weren't focused at all.
"I'm s-sorry... I won't... say it again... I'm s-sorry!" Mizuyuki sobbed fearfully, trembling as tears streamed down his cheeks.
Stephen wiped the tears away and kissed him again, "It's all going to be alright, Mizuyuki. It's just a bad dream. It's not your fault." Stephen said softly.
Mizuyuki closed his eyes, then began to blink slowly. He finally opened his eyes, and focused them.
"Stephen...?"
"Yes... Welcome back, Mizuyuki." Stephen said with a sigh.
"How did I get here? Wait, where even is here? What happened? Ugh, I feel sick." Mizuyuki said, clamping a hand over his mouth.
Todd brought a wastebasket to Mizuyuki, and he threw up immediately. Sebastián brought him a bottle of water, and Mizuyuki took a few sips.
"Well, we rescued you about two and a half days ago. Your body is going through some rough withdrawals right now. But it's not your fault. Just say what you need, and it's yours."
"Hmm... clothes... and will you... brush my hair again?"
"Absolutely. Do you care if Sebastián and Todd get your clothes?"
Mizuyuki shook his head, then Sebastián and Todd headed for his room to find clothes.
"Have I really been here for two days?" Mizuyuki asked, looking scared and confused.
"Yes. It's all okay now, Mizuyuki. Just breathe, okay?" Stephen said, kissing his forehead.
It wasn't long before Sebastián and Todd came back with a pair of shorts, and one of Stephen's shirts. Todd wouldn't make eye contact with Stephen, while Sebastián smiled like an idiot. They had clearly argued about it, and Sebastián had won.
Sebastián and Todd agreed to cook dinner, as Stephen dressed Mizuyuki. He then positioned Mizuyuki in a straddling position and Mizuyuki laid his head on Stephen's chest.
Stephen began brushing Mizuyuki's hair, and Mizuyuki let out a shuddering breath. He slowly relaxed in Stephen's arms, holding Stephen's shirt in his tightly clenched fists.
"I love you, Mizuyuki Shin. Don't you ever forget it. I love and accept everything about you. Please don't suffer all alone with this. I swear I'll help you however you need." Stephen whispered, in his ear quietly.
Mizuyuki cried softly against Stephen's chest in response...