Everything happens in such a blur, but it doesn’t matter to Chikusa. The only thing that matters to him is that Ken is still by his side, still able to be felt and then seen and then felt again. Sure, his legs are still a mess, but Chikusa doesn’t care- he’ll survive. Already, he’s certain that he’s even in better condition than before thanks to what little healing Ryohei did to him before the subject of his knees came up.
Once Ken has settled against him, Chikusa curls his fingers along his neck. “...You’d really come with me to a hospital?”
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Everything happens in such a blur, but it doesn’t matter to Chikusa. The only thing that matters to him is that Ken is still by his side, still able to be felt and then seen and then felt again. Sure, his legs are still a mess, but Chikusa doesn’t care- he’ll survive. Already, he’s certain that he’s even in better condition than before thanks to what little healing Ryohei did to him before the subject of his knees came up.
Once Ken has settled against him, Chikusa curls his fingers along his neck. “...You’d really come with me to a hospital?”