Kyousuke was abruptly jolted from his sleep. It didn't take long to realise the cause. A warm and heavy presence was pressing up against him. The sound of soft, irregular breathing reached his ears.
"Rin?" Kyousuke whispered. He moved his hand to her trembling body, resting it on her back.
"I had a bad dream. It was about the bus accident." Rin burrowed closer, burying her head in Kyousuke's chest. "I dreamed it blew up before we could do anything and everyone was..." Her voice trailed off.
It had been a long time since that day, and it still haunted Kyousuke sometimes too. He had come so close to death, believed that a future in which he might live was inevitable and done his best to prepare Riki and Rin for a world in which they would only have each other. Fortunately, that future had been averted, but he never forgot how lucky he was to be here right now.
"It's alright." Kyousuke kissed Rin's forehead and stroked her hair. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
"It was scary." Rin's fingers clutched at his clothing. "I don't want to lose you, not ever. I would hate it if you were gone. You'll always be with me, won't you?"
"Of course I will."
"Good." There was a long pause. "Is it okay if I stay like this?"
"Sure." Kyousuke's arm snaked around her slender body and he rested his chin against her head, closing his eyes. Soon enough, both of them had drifted off into a comfortable sleep.