Spoilers: Post-january. (Slightly UA because Aigis remembers?)
Notes: I wanted to write an Akihiko/Mitsuru but this is what came out when I opened Word. Way to go, self.
Breathe
She was sitting near him and he wanted to talk to her. Wanted to tell her he'd felt so tired these last days, so tired and yet it was so hard to fall asleep. He didn't want to bother her, though. She was busy reading a book for Mrs. Toriumi's class. He had already read it but couldn't quite remember the whole story. That was weird. To be honest, everything had been weird lately. The whole past year was blurry, such a shame, he felt empty. Lost in thoughts, he didn't notice the blue eyes glancing at him. What he did notice, however, was that the girl had moved closer to him.
"You don't look well," she said, "Can I help you?"
She was worried, he could tell; she seemed concerned. He didn't want to lie to her but didn't know how to explain what he was feeling.
"Tough nights." He shrugged. "It's no big deal, though."
"I don't believe you, Minato-san."
She took his hand in hers and it was surprisingly pleasant. The hand was cold, unnatural, and yet so soft. For a moment, they said nothing. Aigis kept looking at him.
"Did you forget?" she asked bluntly.
No, of course not, he wanted to tell her but it would have been lying.
"I don't know what you're talking about." And it was true. Kind of.
Aigis squeezed his hand a little tighter and he knew it was okay, at least for now. He didn't even hear her telling him he could take a rest; he had already closed his eyes.