Ayase began to rise out of bed, but Kanou's arms were too heavy to budge. As Ayase lay there, thoughts ran through his head that had weaved in and out for months. What would life be like if he wasn't indebted to this frightening man next to him? Would they have ever ended up in this situation, in bed together, if he had never been at that auction? Ayase doubted it.
There had been a time not too long ago that Ayase had considered that he could come to accept Kanou and his feelings, even if they were foreign and strange. This man seemed to want to protect him and…love him? Ayase had long since let these romantic thoughts go. Kanou had bought him and taken him against his will. That same man controlled everything Ayase did. That man didn't really want what was best for him. No matter what Kanou felt, he still forced Ayase to do things he didn't want to do and locked him in a house he wasn't allowed to leave.
Tears began to blur Ayase's vision. It was too early for this. He felt so frustrated. Why was he so weak? These were dangerous thoughts. He couldn't let himself get depressed again, but that was easier said than done. He had been fighting the uphill battle of staying out of his own head for some time. It was even harder with his grandmother gone and being confined to Kanou's apartment day after day after day… He squeezed his eyes tightly, shutting the tears away from the outside world.