A/N - This is a really crappy chapter hahahaha but yeah, felt like writing cause I was bored. This is the ending.

Knock, knock, knock...

"I'm coming in Yakumo!" Haruka called from outside of the clubroom.
She pushed the door open to find Yakumo, shirtless, in front of his wardobe (supply closet). Her face flushed and her mouth dropped slightly open. She stammered on about "why didn't you tell me you were changing?" and some other stuff that couldn't be identified with her stuttering. It ended with her slamming the door.

It has been about a week since that day. With the help of Yakumo's company, she has begun to recover from that traumatic day. After standing outside for about 5 minutes in the noon breeze, Yakumo finally opened the door accompanied by a long yawn.
"You again?" he asked. He was squinting and holding a hand up over his eyes to block out the sun. He must have just woken up, of course.

"Yes, of course it's me." she pouted her lips. "Were you expecting someone else?"
Yakumo turned around and walked back into the clubroom, neglecting her question. She sighed and followed, closing the door behind her.

"I brought your favorite!" she said, placing the treats on the table.

Yakumo sat on the couch across from the table, shaking out his hair with one hand. He let out another yawn and then finally aknowledged her existence. Her hand rested on the box of treats. When he got up and reached for the box, she drew her hand back quickly. He looked up at her but she failed to meet his gaze and instead, stared at a spot on the floor. His sigh is what brought her attention back to him. He was laying back down on the couch, eyes closed.

"Yakumo! You can't sleep, you have company! You have to help me eat these! " she called but he decided to open only one eye.

"I'm tired, can you stop barking already. I probably shouldn't let you eat all those yourself, you're right. You don't look like you need anymore weight." his rude comments were interrupted by a yawn. "If you wan't me to eat them, you gotta feed me."

He pointed his index finger toward his open mouth and then closed his eye, resuming his attempt to sleep. She stood rooted to her spot, shocked at what he just said. His rude comments, she's gotten used to, to a point, but to feed him? Really, Yakumo?
She called his name a couple times but he refused to get up. She pulled up a chair at the table and sat down, opening the box of treats.
"I'm gonna eat them without you then, Yakumo." she taunted but he still refused to open his eyes. Suddenly, she started to hear faint intakes of breath. She gasped. No way he'd actually go to sleep! She watched as his chest slowly rose and receded and noticed his slightly opened mouth. He looked so peaceful. She sighed, grabbed a treat from the box, then walked over to the couch.

"Yakumo, I know you're not sleeping! Here I'll feed you." she whispered. He still didn't budge. She leaned over him, waving the snack over his nose, and called his name silently. His hand reached up swiftly and grabbed her wrist. She gasped. She looked at his hand then back at him to see that both eyes were now open. He pulled her hand closer and took a bite out of the treat. She started tugging her hand from his grasp but he wouldn't let go. Yakumo's hand was positioned around her wrist perfectly so that he could feel her pulse which was starting to quicken.

"Y-Yakumo, can you let go please?" she asked while tugging but Yakumo just continued to stare at her while her eyes were fixed on her wrist. "Yakumo...please!" she pleaded.
"Why won't you look at me?" He asked but she kept tugging, ignoring his words. Her tugging started to get a bit more forceful so Yakumo had to hold on tighter. After multiple attempts, she finally let out a shriek and dropped to her knees, crying and thrashing her arm around trying to get her wrist out of Yakumo's grip. He let go and she continued to cry as she knelt on the floor. Her hands were balled up in fists. He sat down in front of her and reached a hand toward her but she pushed it away, still sobbing. Yakumo wrapped his arms around her and her crying suddenly halted. She lifted up her hands and pushed at his chest until he finally said "stop." He could feel her heart beat pounding in her chest.

"Aphephobia is very common in women after experiencing something like you did." Yakumo whispered into her ear. She was still, barely a breath escaping her. "Aphephobia is the fear of being touched. Have I ever hurt you Haruka?" Slowly, Haruka began to shake her head, side to side. Her heart beat was starting to go back to a normal pace. "And I never will. You don't have to be scared." He said, soothingly. Her arms came up, hesitantly, and wrapped around his neck as silent tears streaked down her cheeks. Suddenly, the door burst open.

"Oy, Yakumo! I - errr, sorry for interrupting." Haruka pulled her arms down from around his neck and Yakumo let go of her, glaring up at Gotou. "Yakumo, I'm sorry but there's another case I need help with. BUT, I'll come back later." He smiled shyly and retreated from the clubroom.
"That damn bear." he sighed and Haruka began to giggle. She wiped the tears from her face. Yakumo stood up and reached out his hand to help her up as well. She looked up at him and smiled.
"What?" Yakumo asked while combing a hand through his hair. She shook her head and continued smiling. "Nothing."
He walked over to the table, sat down, and began eating the snacks Haruka had brought. She watched him and loved the sight until she realized that he was going to eat them all. She took a seat across from him and started helping him eat them.
"Slow down glutton." He said to her and she pouted her lips at him and began to giggle. A hint of a smile traced across Yakumo's face. The only thought going through Haruka's head was: I wouldn't give this day up for the world.