His knees felt like jelly as he forced himself to take a step towards his friend. "Yuuma..."
He was barely able to make his way to the bed when his legs gave out, only to catch himself on the piece of furniture. He rested on his knees on the wooden floor, his eyes staring into now dull golden orbs. Hiroto's eyes watered at the sight of his friend; his hair was matted and oily, his skin ghostly pale, and his breathing shallow, yet labored. "Yuuma...I-" Hirito clutched the pale white sheets of the bed as he took in a deep breath but his voice shook as he spoke,"I-i know y-you...can't forgive me f-for..what I did, but I...I truly am sorry...I'm sorry for not being there for you, I-I'm sorry I called you...that when you need help...I-I hate myself for hurting you, and I-I know I can't make up for what you've been through but-"
He felt a hand clasp over top of his, looking up with glassy golden orange eyes, he saw Isogai looking straight at him with his now less then dull eyes. "Hiroto, it's okay..."
The unshed tears began to spill, he took more shaky breaths as the tears slid down and dripped off his chin, causing wet puddles to form on the sheets. "Yuuma..." A sob escaped him as he put his face in the mattress, holding onto the Ikmen's hand.
Things stayed like this for only a couple minutes when Hiroto lifted his head up, "W-why am I-I the one crying...I-I don't deserve it..." He used his free hand to also grasp the brunet's hand, "Your the one t-that needs someone...not me. Y-you shouldn't have to be strong...not for me. I-I need to be strong for you."
Their eyes connected, orange meeting gold. "Hiro' I..."
He was cut off when his friend surprised him with a hug, and held him in a tight embrace. His breathing hitched, but calmed when he reminded himself that this was his best friend, not a lust crazed pervert. Relaxing into his friend's hold, his arms wrapped themselves around his friend's midsection to return the gesture, they stayed like this for sometime, no one said anything nor did either try and attempt to pull away. However, this silence couldn't be kept forever, as many things weighed on the ginger's mind.
"Yuuma?"
"Hmm?"
Hiroto took a deep breath and began,"You...You don't have to answer now, or never tell me but...Why didn't you tell me?"
He felt his friend's grip on his shirt tighten, "You don't have to tell me, now or ever, I'd just-"
"No...no I- have to..."
"If your not ready..."
"I have to- Need to-...I don't wanna go on like this!"
"Yuuma..."
"We needed the money."
"What?"
"My mother...her condition got worse and she's been hospitalized. There's a treatment, but it cost so much..." Isogai's voice began to waver as tears pricked the corners of his eyes, "I needed the money fast...I couldn't get a job again because it wasn't enough and I didn't have much time so I-I" His held back tears began to leak down his face as he gave a shuttering breath.
"Hey, it's okay." Hiroto's hand reached up to rest on the back of his friend's head, his fingers entangling themselves in his greasy locks, "You don't have to keep going...I get it. My family and I will help you with the money, you don't have to go through this anymore."
"No, Hiroto...I can't...I don't want to be a burden to your family..."
The ginger pulled away, hands gripping the brunet's shoulders and his orange piercing gold,"I don't care Yuuma, you're not a burden! Never think of yourself as such, you're the most selfless, kind, and amazing person I know! I will help you, no matter what, I will never leave your side! Not now or ever again. I care about you Yuuma, I love you!"
Watery golden eyes glistened, "H-Hiroto...I"
His arms wrapped back around the ginger and held him tightly. Not wanting to let go. Hiroto re-wrapped his arms around the smaller youth, holding him close.
Yuuma's buried his face into Hiroto's neck as he clung onto the ginger teen even more, the feeling of being rocked surrounded him as a drowsy feeling engulfed him to sleep.
Hiroto held his childhood friend close, his fingers stroking oily hair. The sounds of soft breathing filled the room, and the setting sun shown through the small window. "I'm here Yuuma, you don't have to suffer anymore."
Pale pink lips connected to the smaller teens head, "I love you, and I don't want you to forget..." Orange eyes drifted closed, he laid on the bed, bring Isogai with him, as he too fell asleep.
