It was raining. Again.
Shion was on his way home after attending an important lecture at uni that would assist him in his upcoming assignment. It had been four days since Nezumi's accident and so fat he was doing alright. Shion had been very hesitant to leave Nezumi today, in fact he had fully intended to skip his lecture and stay home to look after Nezumi. But his boyfriend had been adamant that Shion go, insisting that he would be fine and that should something dire really happen whole Shion was away, the Nezumi would call him. Shion believed this was so because, for the past four days Shion hadn't really done anything but stay home and care for Nezumi, practically smothering him. This was something that Nezumi wasn't used to and so he wasn't overly fond of Shion worrying over him and devotedly attending to his every whim. Eventually Shion had relented and left but the whole day his thoughts had been solely on Nezumi. How was Nezumi? Was he feeling okay? Was he in pain? What was he doing? Did he need anything?
Shion had hardly been able to concentrate on the lecture and he has only gotten a quarter of a page of notes down. He supposed he was lucky that the lecture had been recorded and would be uploaded online, so that he could go back and listen to it later.
After another ten minutes of driving, Shion finally arrived home at their apartment. He unlocked the door with his keys and stepped inside, closing his umbrella and leaning it against the wall near the doormat and slipping off his shoes.
"Nezumi, I'm home!" He called out as he shrugged of his damp coat and hung it up on the coat hanger.
When there was no reply, Shion called out again. "Nezumi?"
Shion walked further inside to the apartment and found the living room and the kitchen both empty. Shion started to feel a little uneasy, but he forced himself not to panic and assured himself that maybe, Nezumi was just asleep, so he quietly made his way towards the bedroom. The door was open and when Shion stepped inside he found the bed empty. Just before Shion started to panic and run around the apartment complex in search of his boyfriend, he saw a light bleeding through the closed door to their ensuite.

"Nezumi? Are you in there?" Shion asked knocking on the door.

"Yeah, I'm here." Came the familiar voice of Nezumi from the other side of the door. "I just got out the shower."

However, knowing that Nezumi was in their bathroom and hadn't disappeared somewhere, did nothing to quell the worry in Shion. Something wasn't right. Nezumi sounded off. His voice had sounded hoarse and he sounded a little out of breath.
"Nezumi, are you alright in there?"

"Yeah I'm... fine." Nezumi replied but Shion wasn't convinced.

"I'm coming in, Nezumi." He announced as he grabbed the door handle and twisted it.

"No, wait don't I'm not..." Nezumi tried to warn his boyfriend, but it was useless. Shion had already pushed the door open.

Shion couldn't stop the gasp that escaped his mouth when he stepped inside the ensuite, only to find Nezumi, naked and dripping wet, leaning against the tiled wall with a towel bunched up and pressed against his right shoulder and it only took Shion a second to realise why Nezumi had the towel against his shoulder.
He was bleeding.
It was Nezumi's injured shoulder and it was bleeding. He saw rivulets of blood running down his arm and the rest of it was staining the towel.
"N-Nezumi... Wh-What happened?"
Nezumi sighed deeply, tiredly. "I may have had a little... Mishap while I was stepping out of the shower and some of my stitches came undone."
Shion continued to stare at his boyfriend, frozen to the spot where he stood. "But why? Why did you get in the shower alone? Why didn't you wait until I got home to..."
"Because I don't need you to help me with something as simple as washing myself." Nezumi snapped. "I'm not crippled, Shion I can manage on my own if you would just let me."
Shion could feel Nezumi's temper rising and maybe that's what sparked Shion's own anger as well. "Well obviously you can't manage on your own because if you could you wouldn't be in this kind of situation!"

Nezumi's eyes widened and he stared up at Shion with shock clearly written all over his face. For as long as they had known each other, Shion had never once raised his voice at Nezumi like this. In fact Shion hardly ever got angry at anyone and a part of Shion was even surprised at himself. But Shion wasn't finished yet.

"You're injured, Nezumi you should know better! Do you have any idea how worried I've been? When I got that call on Tuesday, when I found out you'd been hit by a car I felt like my heart had stopped! I was so scared! I was scared to death that I was going to lose you! But you obviously don't care about how I feel or else you wouldn't have gone and done something to injure yourself even more!"

A silence hung over them for God knows how long. Shion was too busy trying to regain his breath and Nezumi was simply too stunned to say anything.

As realisation of what Shion had just said started to dawn on him, the brunette man quickly diverted his eyes away from his boyfriend and rushed out of the bathroom, ignoring Nezumi's calls for him.

Shion sat by the window in the living room with his knees pulled up against his chest, simply watching the rain fall outside. He wasn't sure about how much time had passed since he had sat down at the window couch, but it certainly felt like a while. Shion heard the soft padding of feet behind him and he didn't have to turn around to know that it was Nezumi. From the corner of his eye, Shion could see him, fully dressed standing in front of him.
"Shion." He said in a soft voice.
But Shion didn't answer nor did he acknowledge him by looking up at him.
Nezumi sighed and lowered himself to take a seat on the couch beside his boyfriend. "Shion, look at me."
He hesitated for a moment or two, but eventually Shion tore his gaze away from the window to timidly meet Nezumi's.
"Are you okay?" Nezumi asked which took Shion by surprise.
"Aren't I the one who should be saying that?"
"I'm not the one who ran out of the bathroom looking like I was just about to cry." Nezumi retorted.
"Well I'm not the one who fell in the bathroom and tore my stitches... How is that by the way?"
Nezumi shrugged his good shoulder. "I managed to stop the bleeding and just wrapped it up in some bandages, so it's nothing to worry about for now."
"You sure took your time with that."

"Well I imagine one would if their shoulder was bleeding profusely and they couldn't get up off of the floor because their boyfriend stormed off after yelling at them instead of helping them." Nezumi said with a teasing smirk.

Shion felt a pang of guilt and looked away while clearing his throat. "I'm sorry."

"Now don't go getting all mopey on me, it's fine nothing to apologise for."

Shion only nodded.

Nezumi's expression turned serious as he regarded his solemn looking boyfriend. "Shion. What you said back there in the bathroom..."

"Don't worry about that." Shion interrupted. "We can just forget about that."

"No, I want to talk about it." Nezumi protested.

"Nezumi, really it's no big deal."
"Shion, that wasn't like you to just explode like that. Something is obviously bothering you."
"Of course there's something bothering me!" Shion snapped. "Look at you!"
Nezumi gave Shion a quizzical look, tilting his head to the side. "Look at me?"
"Your black and blue from head to toe, you can barely stand up straight, you can't walk without limping and even fell in the shower and tore stitches."
"Yes and how is this any of your problem?"
Shion gaped and Nezumi in disbelief as if he had just said something utterly outrageous. "How is it any of my problem? Of course it's my problem! I'm your boyfriend and... And..."
"And?" Nezumi prompted.
"And I can't stand seeing you like this."

"Why not?" Nezumi asked gently.

Instead of answering, Shion just bit his lip and turned his head to the side. However, that wasn't good enough for Nezumi. He wasn't going to let Shion run away from this. He wanted answers and he was going to get answers.

"Shion."

"Because..." Shion sighed. "Because when I see you hurt the way you are now, it... it makes me feel hurt as well."

Shion felt a hand place itself on his arm and when he looked up he saw Nezumi looking at him with a gentle expression on his face.

"Shion," He said. "There's no need for you to feel that way, I'm fine. Yes, I'm sore but I'll heal."

Shion shook his head. "But you shouldn't have to heal. This sort of thing should never have happened to you."

"It's not a matter of should or shouldn't, Shion, it happened and there's nothing you can do about it."

"But you could have died, Nezumi."

"But I didn't." Nezumi replied calmly.

"But you could have!" Shion shouted.

Silence reigned where Nezumi simply watched Shion and Shion let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed at his forehead when he felt his eyes beginning to burn in the familiar tell tale sign that he was beginning to cry.

"You could have died." Shion said in a voice barely above a whisper. "You could have died and then what would I have done?"

"Shion..."

"Nezumi I... I don't know... what I would do without you. I don't what would happen if I'd lost you. I-I keep thinking about it over and over... what would I have done if you had have actually died in that accident. A-And I can't stand it... I just can't stand the thought of losing you... of not having you in my life. It just hurts... so much, Nezumi. I don't think I could live without you."

By this point, his shoulders were shaking and tears had already started to fall and there was nothing that Shion could do but let them. He felt ridiculous for crying like this, especially in front of Nezumi. Nezumi was the one who had been hit by a car, not him and Nezumi was the one who was injured, not him. It was just as Nezumi had always said, he was a cry baby. An absolute cry baby and sometimes he really hated himself for it.

There was a soft touch on his arm and Shion jumped. He looked up with his watery eyes to find Nezumi sitting much closer to him than before with a gentle smile on his face.

"Ah, Shion," Nezumi said with a hint of amusement in his voice as he moved his hand from Shion's arm to cup the side of his face. "You're so sensitive, you cry over everyone and everything."

Shion just sniffled and enjoyed the feeling of Nezumi's calloused thumb moving gently against his skin as it brushed away a tear that slid down his cheek.

"I'm sorry Shion, I didn't realise what you were going through."

"S'not your fault." Shion muttered.

"Well it kind of is considering I am the one who got hit by a car."

Shion's eyes hardened as he scowled at his boyfriend.

Nezumi chuckled. "Sorry, but I really do feel bad about making you worry so much. I wish that there was some way that I could go back and make it so that none of this ever happened but I can't. What's happened has happened and neither you or me can do anything about it, Shion, no matter how much we'd like to."

"I just don't like the thought of losing you."

Shion was caught by surprise when Nezumi suddenly leaned in closer to Shion, breaching his personal space to press their lips together in a chaste kiss. Nezumi's lips were rough and slightly chapped, though that was probably because of the cut on his bottom lip, even so Shion found comfort in the feeling of Nezumi's lips against his. Shion wasn't sure how long they stayed like that, but he didn't care either. It was just the sort of thing Shion needed at the moment and perhaps Nezumi needed it too. When the two of them did finally part, Shion admittedly felt a bit flustered and maybe even a little light-headed. But whether it was from the kiss they just shared or from the stunningly beautiful smile Nezumi was giving him.

"You'll never have to know what it feels like to lose me, Shion. I promise."

The gentleness and sincerity in Nezumi's voice left Shion breathless and with a rapidly beating heart. Nezumi didn't often make promises, but when he did, Shion always knew that he could trust his boyfriend to follow through with them, even if the promise wasn't particularly easy to keep. It was just one of Nezumi's many admirable qualities. One of the many things that Shion loved about him.

Shion allowed a smile to make its way to his lips as he took Nezumi's hand in his and laced their fingers together.

"Yeah. I believe you."

Later that night found Nezumi and Shion in bed together. Nezumi was fast asleep while Shion was wide awake, lying on his side with his head propped up by his arm as he gazed down at the sleeping figure of his boyfriend.

Nezumi was beautiful. Shion had always thought that. Ever since they first met when Nezumi was placed in the same homeroom as Shion at high school. Quite a lot of the girls in their year had been taken with Nezumi because of his handsome face as well as his cool nonchalant demeanour. For Shion, however he had always been attracted to Nezumi not just for his looks, but for his personality. He was guarded and tough. He never beat around the bush and he could even be pretty rude at times. But he was also kind and loving. He was everything that Shion could ever want and ask for and he would never give up on Nezumi for the world. Shion would always be there for him, just as he knew that Nezumi would always be there for him. Carefully, Shion raised his hand and gently ran his index finger along Nezumi's jaw line enjoying the smooth feel of his boyfriend's skin. This earned him a contented humming sound from Nezumi and Shion couldn't help but smile. He felt like the luckiest man in the world. To be able to lie here in bed with Nezumi. To just be able to watch over him as he slept to his heart's content. To simply be able to be with him. Because Shion loved this man with all his heart. This man was his whole world.

My apologies for any OOCness. I'm just not used to writing these guys.