Title:Collapse

Genre:Friendship, Hurt-Comfort

Characters:Kanda, Allen

Rating:K+

He'd expected Kanda to laugh at him when his knees buckled, and maybe kick him or threaten him with Mugen. As far as Allen was aware, the only one with any idea of how draining Crown Clown was was Nea, and only him because he had the tendency to listen in on Allen's thoughts. So Kanda really had no reason to feel any sympathy for him; ehll, he wasn't sure Kanda could even feel sympathy. Kanda probably wouldn't care even if he did know.

Allen was startled, then, to realize that he hadn't hit the ground. His vision blurred and for a second, everything was silent. "-shi! Oy!"

Allen groaned slightly at the sudden yelling in his ear.

"What's wrong?!"

Allen nearly fainted again at the words. He'd never thought he'd hear those words come out of Kanda's mouth, let alone addressed to him.

"Hun...gry...Ti...red..." he managed. Allen hadn't realized it was getting this bad, but now he felt as helpless as a newborn kitten; blind, deaf, and incredibly tiny.

He heard, vaguely, Kanda huff in exasperation, and then the world tilted dizzily. It took him a moment to realize that Kanda had sat down on the path, and he would've blushed if he'd been totally lucid as he realized he was lying in Kanda's lap, cheek pressed against the taller male's shoulder. Kanda's arm cradled him carefully, adding to his embarrassment.

There was a soft rustle of movement, and cool fingers brushed his lips.

Allen crinkled his nose slightly, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. He had to be hallucinating- there was no way in hell Kanda was feeding him.

Hallucination or not, Allen couldn't help but revel in the sudden feeling of security. It wasn't something he was familiar with- a lifetime of worrying about where to find his next meal or who would be trying to kill him that day simply weren't conducive to relaxation.

Even among friends, Allen didn't let his guard down. He couldn't help but look out for them, self-destructive as the tendency was.

As he managed to swallow the small piece of bread, Allen sighed softly.

To hell with it, and blackmail be damned.

He snuggled closer to Kanda.