The blow wasn't expected, holding his nose since it was hit. Pain flashed but Yasuo doubted it was broken, just it hurt a lot at once.
Right then Yi sat up, a start of panick in his moves.
« Ah no ! Ah….I'm so sorry… » It hurt more to hear him like this than the actual pain.
« Am fine ! » Still, Yasuo curled in bed to wait for the pain to decrease.
It was only when Yi's hands went to his face that he realized he bled a little. Oh fuck. Not much for this fact but for the worry caused. The latter wouldn't forgive himself for this. I'm sorryyyyyyyyyy.
« You're bleeding, this is not fine. Show me, please. »
Before he could reply anything, Yi held his face and had him to quit moving. Yasuo didn't understand much besides the overall panick but then a light glow came up, at the corner of his vision. The same feeling he experienced once, when the latter healed him after the attack. Oh.
Nothing as serious, it didn't even feel uncomfortable.
Actually quiet, Yasuo stayed there after it was done, registering what happened. It didn't hurt anymore, as faint as it was.
What made him react was to see Yi withdraw as soon as he could with deep regrets written in his expression. In less than a second he had put distance between them, sitting as far as he could in bed.
No…
They had almost found a point of understanding on this and now all was to be done again. His heart ached greatly, to be 'abandoned' for his own good. Really, Yasuo got it that his lover was genuinely scared of his own strenght but right now this was ridiculous.
On instinct he shuffled closer to Yi, yearning contact. How sad to see the latter dodge this attempt with obvious fear.
« Come back… »
The answer was a shaky nod, refusal.
« But it's fine ! Really ! Look, you did nothing, I can still move ! »
Now it kicked his urges, jumping to catch Yi in his arms. It didn't even work. The second Yasuo thought he had him, the latter vanished into thin air, leaving him to grasp nothing. Panick struck worse than anything, unsure if he hallucinated that or not. He…left ?
A quick look around and he breathed again, Yi wasn't gone. Just seemed to have moved to the opposite side of the bed.
It became too much for nothing worth. Memories coming back, that he wished burried deep. He hated to see Yi avoid him like this, even more for this. Because he believed he hurt Yasuo.
« Stop ! Right now ! Don't ever think about it ! » No idea what to do. If Yi wanted to escape him then he would without a doubt. Impossible to catch him. So Yasuo stayed right there, new emotion making him tremble despite himself. « The only thing that hurts me is to see you flee… »
Impact. Yi winced slightly, even him could see it. Not a single move since then.
Yasuo decided to try again. More than unsure after such drop in the mood, he came closer. Little by little, not to scare him in any way. But he wasn't the one Yi was afraid of. Oh complex matter. When it became clear the latter wasn't going to disappear again, he reached gently for him.
Then he felt alive again, rushing to embrace Yi with all the strenght he could find.
« Oh baby…don't scare me like that, I can't take it. » It came out weaker than he intended but probably that was the tension leaving him at once. « It's fine, it's fine… »
At first the lack of reaction and return of the embrace made him afraid again. Yet it happened, so shyly : careful hands settling over his back, soft tremor through it.
It caught Yasuo's breath, to remember that one time Yi healed him. During this, there was indeed a strange behavior but nothing as close to this utter panick. He wished he could appease him the best he could, just like he did for him with that miraculous power.
Soon enough the embrace was more from Yi than him, not as much strenght by fear but obvious emotion instead. Nothing to hide, he held Yasuo gently in a protective manner. Silence settled.
In equally soft moves Yasuo parted to look at him, hands lifting the latter's face to meet his gaze. So so painful to see him right now, fear from a being so powerful. Maybe this was the price for such power, to worry about its use and balance.
Yi even struggled shortly, an attempt at averting his gaze. But he was kept from it, coaxed to face his love.
« Hey…Look at me, please. » When he was sure to have his attention, Yasuo closed distance with care until their lips met. Gentle, gentle. Nothing rushed.
It last as much as he could give, in the limits of his lungs. Before he would even need to breathe he pulled back and stayed in direct contact, forehead to forehead.
For a time they had closed their eyes and now they gazed at each other again. Worry wasn't gone, it would require more distraction or love.
« I know, it's stupid to tell you not to freak out for me. But trust yourself, you would never hurt me. »
« Yet I just did… » So small tone, trying hard to be heard in this wreck of emotion.
« It was an accident. And really, blame my dumb ass for trying to cuddle when it wasn't time yet. There are things out there you can't control and it's alright. »
« No, no…I can't let this happen. »
« It won't happen again because I'll make sure to take no risk, especially given how much it scares you. Gonna be fine, baby… »
Before any reply Yasuo kissed him again, trying so hard to show his love in small attention. Maybe it would be enough to appease Yi.
Then his heart urged to do more, give everything. Imitating his lover's manners, he had him lie down on his back and followed closely so contact was never lost. Even in such sweetness displayed and acceptance from the latter, Yasuo couldn't eraze his lingering sadness. To cause something of the sort by accident was far from funny. He wished things could be forgotten, at least for Yi's sake.
Where his words couldn't reach, he gave affection. While he covered Yi's body with his, he held him firmly, always that small fear to be left alone. So started his work, kissing him wherever he could, as long as it felt good.
Memories from another time, when he provided such attention but under another mood, for other reasons. Right now, no relief to find except peace.
It last forever but maybe that was just how he perceived it. In any case, Yasuo wanted to take his time, soothe him gently. Nothing would have worked better than a good lovemaking but he doubted it was correct to initiate at the moment. They already had some relief.
Mouth trailing over cooler skin, sometimes a hint of tongue to seek a reaction. Yi said nothing but his body wasn't so silent, sometimes shivering, sometimes twitching lightly.
The only change was when Yi's hand fell to his head, very careful. It had Yasuo looking up, curious about anything. More ?
Instead he was pulled up to his lover, into a hard kiss. The kind exchanged before love, when passion threatened to spill and flood. Previously calm, now Yi had a certain urgency running his moves. Till it overwhelmed both of them, mutual reaching. Yasuo completely surrended and gave away whatever control he had for this small worship.
Within seconds he found himself back to the mattress, pressed there by so much love. Not even the time to feel the change of position or the mere move, his thoughts could only focus on Yi. How… ?
It felt too good to be true, when he was the one targetted by the very affection he gave. First it seemed unfair for his lover but thinking again, it meant he took initiatives by himself. Not so scared.
The latest kiss made him dizzy, hands desperately trying to keep Yi right here.
Parting, he gazed back at Yasuo and now he could tell it was getting better. Not forgotten but obviously the worst was over. It touched deep to see he was able to appease Yi, enough for him to feel comfortable again. Almost about to cry. Tension had increased so much in the hour and now everything was fine, a sort of aftershock.
As to steal his heart once more, Yi broke silence after so much time : « Thank you, Yasuo. For everything. »