Oh gods, what a shit show.
Yasuo was far too shocked to follow immediately the other man. He should have ran after him as soon as possible. Now Yi was gone. Because of him. It really frustrated Yasuo not to know what to say to appease, the right word at the right time, the right behaviour. He just made things worse. I'm so stupid. His jaw gave him a reminder of his failure, though the ache started to fade.
I have to follow him ! At last moving from his frozen position, he ran to the door.
But he had little hope to find Yi. They never had the occasion to test it but without any doubt Yasuo would never be able to reach him, not if Yi wanted to escape. Still, he had to try. He would never give up without even making an attempt.
Fear crept up his mind, the possibility that he couldn't find Yi. Not even sure he would come back home, after what Yasuo did to him. Just disappear, like a ghost. I can't lose him.
All this train of thought suddenly interrupted once he made it to the living room, more than surprised. In fact, Yi wasn't gone. He was still here, in the house, sitting against a wall near the terrace's door.
Ah ? Relief washed over him. Oh dear gods, thank you. In his panick, he didn't sensed that Yi wasn't far. Good thing to have some powers if I can't use it in emergency. Arg.
Though, Yasuo didn't move further. He knew Yi was here, that was more than enough. The least thing he expected considering the punch and all that but he was glad. Relax, he's safe.
Also, he didn't dare make another move toward Yi. He did enough damage already. But he couldn't go back to sleep, he was very anxious about his lover, his well being. He refused to let him alone. Who knows what he could do ? He wasn't fond of doubting Yi, but after all he heard and saw, he had reasons.
So he settled down too, not far of the room's door. In the living room, each one at the opposite position of the other. Yasuo was resolute to wait, even though the need to sleep was present. He kept an eye on Yi. The latter was indeed back to the wall, knees to his chest, arms hugging himself. Very sad sight, so vulnerable, frail. He kept his face down, resting on his knees, hiding. Shoulders gently shaking, due to emotions or more crying. It was painful to see him like that. Yasuo just wanted to join him, pull him into a hug, comfort him. But the memory of the hit was very vivid. Maybe all Yi needed right now was some distance, without any risk. In that case, Yasuo respected that and would calm down his urge.
What to do ?
Some time passed, possibly half an hour. None moved, Yasuo trying not to fall alseep as he gazed at his man. Yi wasn't in better shape, more and more tired, still trembling in this small bubble of peace. He couldn't relax, surely in constant pain or fear.
One time, he looked up in Yasuo's direction, just an instant. He came back to his previous stance when he met Yasuo's gaze. In that instant, he saw the same pain, a kind of cry for help. At least, that was how he perceived it. It awoke the same urge to reach for him, touch, embrace. He needs help. Yasuo was torn, unsure about the right thing to do. He couldn't afford to fail once more, make an error would be fatal to Yi's trust in him.
His stubborness won. Quietly Yasuo got to his feet and joined the other man. He sat back on the floor, still not in reach for Yi, to avoid any scare. An exit, in case he didn't want that.
Not yet a reaction from the latter. Yasuo chuffled closer, leaning a little, trying not to look like a threat.
Without a doubt Yi felt him approaching, could guess his intention but not a single move. Yasuo came to a stop once he was just in front of him, near enough to reach for him but that was a risk he wouldn't take. So far so good.
That was all he wanted to communicate to Yi, without words. He was here for him, wouldn't initiate anything, just waited till he was ready. He gave him the choice.
For a solid minute nothing happened. Yasuo didn't expect much, patience was important. But Yi lifted his head to face him again. Desperation, so raw in such beautiful eyes. Yasuo tried to smile, to give some courage, but it turned out more sad.
Yi reached for him, shy hand going to his, entwining. Then he caught Yasuo into a hug, clinging to him like he would drown without it. The sudden move caught him off guard but he relaxed right away, hurrying to reciprocate it as quick. Yes…. He sighed innerly, genuinely happy to have Yi back in his arms.
It wasn't a quiet embrace, Yi really went to hold him as strong as he could, restless. Gripping Yasuo's shoulders, back, need to stay close.
« I apologize. For what I did. Sorry, I should have been more careful. » Soft whisper, loud enough to be heard. Lips against his neck proved that Yi understood.
« Yasuo... » Small voice. Hearing his name murmured with such emotion made him shudder.
« Yes ? »
« You're right. It hurts... »
It took Yasuo a short time to understand that. At last. Yi acknowledged the pain. One improvement for tonight. His heart ached just by hearing that.
« I need something from you. » Still very quiet voice.
Yasuo almost missed it. « Of course, whatever you want. »
A deep breath was taken before Yi spoke again : « A distraction. From the pain. » His grasp tightened a bit. « I need you to take me. »
Oh. OH OK. The simple ask got Yasuo blushing, just faintly. He really wants ? In the middle of the night ?
« Errrrrrm you sure ? I don't think it's a good idea. » In any other situation, he would have jumped on the occasion. Never say no to a good fuck. But now wasn't the right time. Yi wasn't really in his usual state, though very lucid but too unstable. Since they woke up there had been just crying, pent-up emotions, more crying and insecurities. Yasuo didn't want to risk hurting him more. Too much risk.
Also, there was nothing sexy in seeing Yi so afflicted. I can't do that.
« Please… It's too difficult to think of anything else but the pain. It doesn't go away… »
« That's not the right way. I don't want to hurt you. »
Desperation increased in his tone : « I need, really… To forget, just for a night… I beg you... »
His resolution broke. Damnit. There was something he could do, though he wasn't really convinced that would help Yi. But he would give it a try.
« Fine, I will see what I can do. But not here, come to bed. »
They moved to the room, Yi first with small hurry. He undressed with shaky moves and waited for Yasuo to join him in bed. He grabbed the lube and went to Yi's side.
« To make it clear, I will not fuck you. Not all the way. But I'll do as much as I can to satisfy you. »
Yi gave a sort of sob but nodded anyway, though it must cost him. So Yasuo got to work, lubing his hand. As he did, Yi lay down on the mattress. So vulnerable, for someone so strong. Yasuo's heart twisted a little at the sight so he bent to kiss him. It has been long since the last one, an eternity.
Just as Yi responded, he slipped a finger inside and so the kiss was broken by a gasp. It made Yasuo smile, despite the strange circonstances that brought him to help Yi in the middle of the night. Gorgeous. In another time, he would have fucked him senseless. But this time, nothing to stir his interest. It wouldn't be very healthy to do. Taking advantage of Yi, while at his lowest. That didn't mean he would refrain his ardour to comply and to please.
Slow thrusts at first, not to hurt Yi but seemingly he was more than eager. Now very hard, he was clutching at the sheets while Yasuo operated his magic. Two fingers and Yi melted little by little, soft moans rewarding his lover. By his side, Yasuo invited him to hold him, have more contact. In and out, gliding in slick warmth, he took his own satisfaction in feeling Yi so responsive. Yasuo saw him surrending to pleasure, allowing such intimate touch, relishing it even so. So beautiful, despite the wreck.
A little deeper, crooking till he brushed his prostate and Yi's voice got a little higher.
« Feels good ? » Sweet tone, pleased by the sight.
« Y-Yes ! Oh please d-don't stop... » Breaking oh so slowly but not for the same reasons than before.
« Never. I've got you sunshine. » Another short kiss, just a taste.
Yi's eyes watered just afterward and for a second the latter panicked, fearing another breaking. But it was clear that nothing bad was happening. Just too much emotion and three fingers working inside him. Cock flushed red, wet with precum, standing at attention but unattended. Yasuo decided to change that and went to stroke him, earning at the occasion a choked groan and a fierce bucking into his grasp.
« Yasuo ! » Sweet call to his ears. Yi was losing himself, just as he asked the latter to.
Yasuo was glad to provide such pleasure, without a doubt he fulfilled very well his task. Ragged breathing, the end seemed near, just needed a little push. A fourth finger added to the others and Yi cried out from the stretch, coming messily all over Yasuo's hand.
« Yes, perfect. You're so good, did great. » Sweet-talking as Yi rode his climax was a reflex, praises could do so much good.
Relentless, Yasuo thrust in, till it was over. Then he took his hand to clean it off, with an unlucky clothing not far of the bed.
Wanting to do things well, he went to the bathroom, looking for a washcloth. Once he got it, he went back and cleaned up what he could, taking care of Yi. Under his touch, the latter was very pliant, relaxed, a good change compared to earlier. Yi made several small attempt at kissing him but he had a task at hand, that he would finish before anything.
Once it was done, Yasuo got the blanket to them, joining his lover's side. The crisis was over, for now. Yi came closer, till he was pressed to Yasuo's front. He sighed happily. No more trembling, just a soothing warmth between them.
It didn't mean the matter was over, the topic closed. They would have to talk about it later. Yasuo wasn't impatient to get to that, from the already exhausting case they got tonight. But it had to be done. He still didn't know what troubled Yi.
After all this, there is little improvement. But not nearly enough.
Yi fell asleep first, in his arms. Yasuo held him, hoping he would never go away.
Safe. For now.
