Weak – A DNAngel Fanfiction

Summary:

During a trip to the mountains, Satoshi stumbled upon a boy who has fainted in the snow. He brought him back, and the boy changed much of his cold personality. Unfortunately, the boy was then kidnapped by an agent from Satoshi's own family. Will he succeed in rescuing him back?

Usual disclaimers apply.

.o.o.

"Daisuke, wake up." Satoshi nudged the boy lying beside him, smirking. Daisuke groaned in his sleep and clawed at Satoshi's face drowsily, his eyes still closed. The commander grabbed his hand and bit it, earning a yelp from the crimson-haired boy.

"Satoshi!" Daisuke snarled, rubbing the bitten spot on his forefinger. He rubbed his eyes and frowned at the bowl of mashed potatoes in Satoshi's hand.

"Not mashed potatoes again…" He whined, going back to sleep. Satoshi pinched his nose. Daisuke yelped again.

"Come on, Daisuke. You need to eat this." Satoshi said calmly, shoving the bowl in front of Daisuke's face like the nurse did the night before. The sixteen-year-old boy grumbled something along the lines of "I don't want to!" into the pillow.

Satoshi's smirk grew even wider. He leaned down and whispered into Daisuke's ear. "…Or do you want me to spoon-feed you?"

Daisuke twisted to face Satoshi from the depths of his pillow, grinning. "That would be nice."

The smirk on Satoshi's face disappeared straight away. "Don't be such a baby. Eat it yourself."

"Aww… please, Satoshi?"

"No."

"Pleeeease?"

"No."

"Pretty pretty please?"

"No."

"Plea-"

"Alright! I'll spoon-feed you! Sheesh." Satoshi rolled his eyes, mixing the contents of the bowl with a spoon. He scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes and signalled for Daisuke to raise his bed. The boy did so, and was rewarded with a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

"You're good at spoon-feeding people, Satoshi." Daisuke commented after swallowing the load in his mouth. Satoshi grunted.

"Just don't get used to it."

Daisuke smiled. He sidled up to his partner, who was sitting on a chair, and leaned against him. Satoshi gave him another spoon of mashed potatoes.

"Satoshi…?"

"What?"

"I'm cold."

"…Use the blankets."

Daisuke pouted, annoyed that the hint he gave didn't reach the commander. What he didn't know was that it did. Satoshi understood fully what he meant. He's just waiting for the smaller boy to come right out and say it. The blue-haired seventeen-year-old fed Daisuke another spoonful.

"The blankets are too thin."

"Then call the nurse for a duvet."

"Satoshi!"

"What…?" Satoshi raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

Daisuke patted the empty space on the bed, directly beside him. "Sit here."

Satoshi quietly complied, slipping into the blankets as he gave Daisuke another spoonful. The boy leaned against him like a cat.

"Is it just my instincts or you're overfeeding me?" Daisuke asked doubtfully, looking into the half-empty bowl.

"You missed your breakfast and lunch. So they told me to give you extra."

"Oh? What time is it now?"

"Seven in the evening."

"Whoa! I slept for that long!"

Satoshi nodded, feeding Daisuke another spoonful. He wiped off a bit of potato from Daisuke's lips with his thumb.

"I love you, Satoshi." Daisuke exclaimed softly, resting against Satoshi's arm. The commander's eyes small smile reached his ocean blue eyes. He snaked his arms around Daisuke's two shoulders and brought the boy closer to his chest. Daisuke could hear his heart beating steadily in its place.

"I know you do." Satoshi replied simply, burying his face in Daisuke's red hair. After a few seconds, he lifted his head to give Daisuke another spoonful.

Daisuke mocked a sob. "I'm starting to develop a phobia towards mashed potatoes."

Satoshi cocked an eyebrow playfully. "Mashedpotatophobia? That's a new one." Daisuke rolled his eyes.

"It's not funny, Satoshi. I even dream about those things."

"Oh? You don't dream of me?" Satoshi feigned hurt.

"More than I ever do, actually. I'm finding it hard to keep you out of my dreams. You're always there." Daisuke waved his fingers in the air. Satoshi laughed shortly.

"Well, I am a very sudden person."

"What's that mean?"

"Nothing for you to worry about." Satoshi assured, kissing his love very briefly on the lips.

Satisfied, Daisuke returned to making himself comfy in Satoshi's arms. They stayed quiet for a few minutes while Satoshi fed Daisuke the last two spoonfuls of his medication. He placed the bowl on the side table before allowing Daisuke to snuggle up to him. God, how he loved the feel of Daisuke in his arms…

"Daisuke?"

"Hmmm?"

"Am I correct in assuming that you're from the Azumano region?"

Daisuke's ears twitched at the name of his hometown. "Yes… how did you know that?"

"I recognize the accent. I'm from Azumano too."

Satoshi smiled as Daisuke gasped in awe. "Cool! I didn't know that! Which district do you live in, Satoshi?"

"The Bluehill Boulevard."

Daisuke gasped again. "Hey, isn't that a luxurious apartment complex!"

"Yes."

"You must be very rich, Satoshi!"

"No, my dad's rich. I'm not."

"…Well, you're certainly rich in something."

Satoshi looked at Daisuke inquiringly. The sixteen-year-old boy smiled delicately as his fist tightened on Satoshi's shirt.

"You're rich in love."

Daisuke chuckled as Satoshi gripped his waist and pulled his head towards him. The commander conquered his lips for a brief moment, before pulling away.

"…Sorry."

"What for?"

"For kissing you so suddenly." Satoshi looked bashful and guilty at the same time. Daisuke shook his head violently.

"I… rather like it, actually." The red-haired boy said shyly, scratching the back of his head. Satoshi pulled the boy's hand and placed it back into the position it was before: around his stomach.

"Stay there." And in a hoarse whisper, "…Please."

So Daisuke moved naught, encased safely in Satoshi's arms.

.o.o.

I just wanna point out that that is the second time Daisuke went to sleep in Satoshi's arms. In a row. Well, I am a very lovey-dovey person… you might have noticed that this is the first uneventful, light chapter in this story of late. I just thought that I'd give space for you guys to let off some steam and break off a while from all the soap-opera-like tension (ahaha!).

Thanks so much to those of you who reviewed! I loved your reviews, and I am deeply grateful that you spared some of your time to comment on my story! I know how hard and boring it is to click on that 'Go' button and type up a review (I know, 'cause I reviewed a lot in my old days, when I read a lot of fics), so my highest thanks to my readers and reviewers! I'll continue writing with my best effort for you guys!

See you in the next chapter!