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So I did a grayfilter thing on this and I CANNOT BELIEVE how much blue I picked like??? Yall know how these grayfilter ones work HOW DID I RANDOM PICK SO MUCH BLUE. Im a little disappointed by that tbh I wanted sth crazy. Shading and lightning got all the exciting colors😭

Heyyyy!! Just wanted to let you know I put my fics on ao3! It's just cleaner and easier to find again if that's ever of interest:)

Imagine Jeanist and Edgeshot coming home at last after the war and hospital time, with Shinya in a wheelchair as per my headcanon and Tsunagu just breaking down. Just kneeling there, head in Shinya's lap and just crying out all the stress and pain of possibly years now that the worst is over.

THERE ARE GIFS OF THEM?!

Stressing about an exam next week bc I had to study for one tmrw (I have two exams tmrw sobsob) so I didnt stud for the one next week which is an oral one. And I know I shouldnt stress so mich bc I can just retake it soon after should I fail but god damn I just wanna hang out with Jeanist and Edge and do silly things :/

Hiiiiiii!!!! Congratulations on passing!!! I just came by to give another incorrect quotes again to brighten up your day or night!

*Interviewers interviewing Edgeshot, Mt. Lady, and Kamui Woods about their latest mission they completed*

Edgeshot: Did I get anything out of this experience? No. It was completely and totally uneventful

Mt. Lady: He kissed a guy

Edgeshot: *blushes* No I didn’t!

Mt. Lady: Yes you did

Edgeshot: Didn’t!!

Mt. Lady: Diiiiiiiid

Edgeshot: Did not!

Mt. Lady: Did! Did! Did! Did! Did! Did! Did! Did!

Kamui Woods: Ah-hem! Uhh. I could totally break this tie. He totally did *shows a picture of Edgeshot kissing Best Jeanist on his phone*

Edgeshot: How did you even get that?!

Kamui Woods: I have my ways

Heyooo sadly idk for sure if I did but I have a good feeling uwu

Yo thanks :D

"Incorrect quote" more like "Has definitely happened😂

Jeanist at a different interview:

Interviewer: "Did-"

Jeanist: "I kissed Edgeshot"

Thinking a lot about Jeanists hands bc while the proportions bother me greatly I love thinking about Shinya just massaging them and kissing them and just overall lots of relaxing care after a fight because seeing him cramp them ip like this must hurtttt

I love calling Tsu Jest Beanist and I like imagining Shinya calling him Bean starting with the very same joke.

Hi hi I really love your writing!! Your Edgejeanist stuff is some of my absolute favourite BNHA fic on this site <3

I have 2 questions, the second one contains manga spoilers. I know you’re up to date with the manga but just a warning to any of your followers who aren’t

1) you mentioned taking fic commissions a while back, are you still considering that?

And 2) would you ever write something where Edgeshot is in the current form he is now? Like that worm on a string looking thing? Idk how else to describe it lol

Thanks!! Keep the good stuff coming (no pressure tho!!)

Heyo! Thanks for the ask I love receiving them hwdauiodhui Im happy you like it!! 1) Yeah I still do that I just currently am in my exam phase so Im not really writing and I have two works in progress!! Do feel free to ask though I absolutely am open to take suggestions!! (Unless I'm totally uncomfortable with the idea lol). And ah yes I labeled them commission but its really more like yall give me ideas I write them lol I learned they're illegal as commissions as such lol so uwu 2) Sure I don't mind that :) Thank youuuuu!! :DD

Headcanons time bc I finished studying for today and am enjoying a bath

Starting with

Shinya

I read something once about him growing up in a sorta like bad community and got rescued and I loved that and my headcanon adding to it is that he speaks some almost forgotten very beautiful kind of Japanese that he loves to show off or lets it slip when tired/unfocused

Also that he loves scalding bathes

He definitely says "Hoo haa" a lot especially when practicing cool moved in front of the mirror. "I'm a ninja hoo haa!"

He's a ninja hoo haa

I bet he loved spicy food

Especially soicy Ramen because he soent his first paycheck on Katanas and similar

I picture him and Jeanist sidekicking together for an OC I haven't quite developed yet

I imagine him doing many night patrols for some reason maybe bc I associate it with stealthiness

Tsunagu

Tends to always ignore the absolute blareing red light warnings his body sends him

He's sick? Well he's gonna ignore that and end up more sick because he's not letting himself heal

He doesn't drink enough. Needs constant reminders.

Gives out wardrobe duty as a punishment. That means organizing his wardrobe (or whatever he has at the agency) in any way he chooses. If it's a good day it's just by color and you'll learn 20 new types of blue.

Absolute simp for Shinya and is very happy whenever they're home and Shinya can drop the tough and stooc act and just be a happy little bean

Totally owns a wolf plushie has sonewhere as decoration

Soooo I wanted to make a little animation and Shinya was supposed to look more ghost like of glowy but I couldnt figure out how sooo

context behind the animation 🥺

One of the fics I'm currently writing is about Tsunagu getting kidnapped and well tortured for information and hallucinates about Shinya being there uwu

Jeanist and Edgeshot meeting, 21XX, colorized, detailed description

I still think the little girl who is the world's most skilled at summoning earthworms has to be, like.. that's the most interesting person alive. I wake up at night and remember that this fucking 6-or-whatever-year-old can just. Do that. That's terrifying. I hate knowing this. But again, at the same time, I wonder about it constantly. The whole thing is supposedly a skill passed down through families. People have been honing this ability for fucking CENTURIES. But this little tiny child absolutely blows everyone else out of the water just by summoning HUNDREDS OF EARTHWORMS

Quick update on the fics and such

Update: I have continued on the Karaoke fic and on Wednesday is my oral exam. After that Im done with exams and can take more time to write again! Stay tuned for the Karaoke fic and the other I have started writing :)

This made me cry like a little baby by the way I love it a lot

CW// BNHA 364 spoilers, cartoon blood, implied character death

[VD] A mini animatic of several characters from BNHA filmed with hand-drawn paper puppets, recorded to a cover of White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes. It starts with Kaminari cheerily talking to Sero, who pauses and glances ahead at The Lurkers, Mt. Lady, Edgeshot, and Kamui Woods. It focuses on Edgeshot, whose red scarf is the only colored part of the video. He turns to face the camera, and the scene transitions to a younger version of himself, wearing his high school uniform. The next scene is of Jeanist (also in UA school uniform) tying the scarf into a bow for Edgeshot. The scene after that is the same, except they're both older, wearing their pro hero costumes now. Jeanist reaches out to cup Edgeshot's cheek in the palm of his hand, and the latter leans into it. It finally transitions to the scene from chapter 364, where Edgeshot sacrifices himself. The animatic focuses on Jeanist reaching for Edgeshot as if to stop him, tears visible in his eyes. It ends with Edgeshot's scarf on the ground. [end VD]

It's angst time.

Not an old tiktok btw!! I made this,,, very recently. I've had this concept in my head for like,,, two weeks lol. The song fits surprisingly well :))

No but imagine Jeanist waking up from having a nightmare about Shinya's death and waking up mid panic-attack reaching over only for him to not be there (because night patrol dw) and just crying until his rationality comes in (and he immediately texts Shinya)

There is this children's show called Tabaluga in Germany and the intro essentially is about young dragons wanting to have fun doing stuff the older one's find annoying/inappropriate and I cannot stop thinking about Bakugo and Best Jeanist like the vibes are just so there

Guys I finished the Karaoke Edgejeanist fic and Ill likely upload it tomorrow after rereading it and when Im not as tired as I am right now!

Also I got good news and the mail about another good grade today life is going suspiciously well

Like A Lovesong

I did it you all! Shinya and Tsu join their friends for karaoke and are very in love while serenading each other. Fluff, some more fluff, happiness, the war is over and everyone is fine

„Tsu, hurry up, we’re going to be late!”

Shinya complained, and Tsunagu smiled as he saw his husband behind him in the mirror; his hair was down, falling around his shoulders beautifully. He wore a casual red sweater and black jeans with black boots, and Tsunagu couldn’t help but smile at how gorgeous he was:

“Fashionably late, my little fiber. I just need to get my hair done. Do you think my outfit is okay?”

“Tsu /you/ did not just seriously ask /me/ that question!”

The shorter man huffed in playful offense, then took his hand, eyeing him up and down anyway; his gaze wandering over his husband’s outfit. Beige slacks that ran wider at the bottom, heeled brown shoes, and a long caramel-colored coat worn over a cream-colored top. Stylish as always, albeit without the denim. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his denim, it was more that sometimes it could get a bit uncomfortable and boring to wear only his kind of fabric all day every day. 

“Are we wearing our bracelets today?”

He asked, taking a look at Shinya’s wrist which was decorated by a band of Jeans, giving him the wanted answer. He reached into the small bowl that sat next to the faucet, taking out a slightly modified worm-on-a-string to clip around his own wrist. These bracelets were something they often wore instead of their wedding rings, much more subtle and personal.

With one last hand motion, he made sure his hair was absolutely perfect before turning to the other man again, kissing him through the mask he was wearing:

“Are you sure we shouldn’t just stay home and order food to watch a movie?”

Shinya chuckled and shook his head, his hair moving mesmerizingly at the motion:

“No, you promised Keigo!”

That was true. He had promised Keigo. Many people believed that he disliked the young hero for his more playful personality, for taking things a lot more lightly and that he merely tolerated him on the job. This, however, was not true; Tsunagu admired his carefree attitude and with the bird hero’s past, could relate to his motivations and goals. He admired him for how much he had achieved despite everything, much more for becoming a hero even if becoming a villain would have been quite understandable. But more than that, he also liked him as a friend. And if his friend begged for months for him to join the group for Karaoke, then it had been inevitable to give in eventually.

.

“I know I know. I’m a bit nervous though.”

“Oh come on you know that goes away fast! After a drink or two at the latest! And you can’t be much worse than Enji. It’s been so long since you joined, I don’t even think you ever heard him sing?”

Shinya laughed, hugging the taller man to smile up at him:

“Do you know what you’re going to sing yet~?”

The blonde smirked, running a hand through the other’s hair; they’d been married for three years now, and he just continued to fall more in love with Shinya. Things had become a lot more relaxed now, with the biggest threats gone, and it was nice to only worry about embarrassing himself in front of his colleagues and friends.

“I do, in fact. But I won’t say.”

His husband gave a disappointed grunt and crossed his arms: 

“Well, then I won’t say either.”

“Fair enough.”

Tsunagu chuckled, offering his arm for Shinya to hold:

“Are you ready to go my dear?”

~

Keigo, Rumi, Shinji, and Yu were already waiting, with Rumi impatiently stomping her foot. She was clearly not pleased with the couple arriving late and Shinya made a big deal out of calling out to and waving at the four:

“Hey, we’re here!”

Keigo gave a smile and waved back, clearly having been much more patient. After exchanging some quick greetings and small talk, the group headed inside. Like always, it felt like entering a fully new world; bright colorful lights and the sweet smell of cocktails engulfed them along with a warm feeling of safety and relaxation. Tsunagu was already thinking about what drink to order, as Shinya swung their interlocked hands back and forth in adorable excitement. In the end, the whole group ended up with their usual cocktail. They may not have been there in a while, Tsunagu even longer than the rest, but the barkeeper recognized them nonetheless. She gave them a smile, briefly asking if she was correct in assuming they wanted their regular drinks, and quickly went to work as the group got settled at the move private room they had booked. 

He was happy that he could avoid the awkwardness of ordering his ‘The Devil Wears Prada’ as it always felt awkward to say. The others had told him multiple times he’d be understood by just calling it a ‘Prada’, but somehow that seemed even more awkward. 

“You know, ‘Shy Angel’ is the perfect name for a cocktail /you/ enjoy.”

He said, laughing as he saw a blush spread on his husband's face. Of course, in their pasts, this shyness had been a lot more predominant than it was now, but his preferred way of covering up like he usually did, just put reason to the blonde’s words. Shinya nudged him with his elbow but achieved nothing but a loving kiss on the top of his head. 

“You’re like teenagers!”

Keigo exclaimed, from the very end of the table where he slouched, feet up on the table. Not that Tsunagu particularly encouraged or liked this specific detail, but out of everyone, the young bird hero was the one who deserved to do this most. After all, he had been through all his life, Tsu simply couldn’t bring himself to annoy him about this. Shinya chuckled, the sound melting the taller man’s heart:

“After all that happened that’s fine, I think.”

At first, the group simply sat there for a while, drinking and talking and re-ordering, until Yu took the initiative and started out with the first song. It was a beautiful one, very obviously directed at Shinji. Not in a romantic way but in a way only those knowing about his dark past would understand. It was unexpected from her, but as she sat back down to kiss her man, Hawks took the moment to lighten up the moment with something more upbeat. Something English this time, and the alcohol for sure brought out his accent that he usually wasn’t half-bad at hiding.

Tsunagu didn’t even have to look to his side to see Shinya nervously fidgeting, smiling softly. His mask was off by now, and all his emotions lay blank. He’d been the one to insist on coming and now he was nervous. It was cute, and frankly, the most Shinya thing to do. So the blonde got up, much to the other’s surprise, and walked to the front.

“Wow Tsu, usually it takes you like three drinks to take your turn.”

“Well Shinji, at least I sing~”

He teased, and the other raised his glass in a gesture that meant ‘fair enough’. Tsunagu grabbed the Microphone, looking for the song he had already chosen before even leaving the house. As the music started, the blonde softly rocked with the rhythm, waiting for the moment to start singing. He carefully observed Shinya’s face, seeing the soft blush on his cheeks, clearly very aware of what song it was. One they would listen to a lot, one that they associated so much with their past. Tsunagu’s parents not approving of him dating a boy from such poor conditions, something that never stopped their love for each other.

“We were both young when I first saw you, I close my eyes and the flashback starts”

And start they did. Memories about just another day at school, completely ordinary, boring even, when Shinya had first caught his eye; an unkempt boy who clearly couldn’t care less about his appearance and who, how he learned later, never bothered due to lacking hope of ever reaching Tsunagu’s standards. Both of them fully oblivious to the pure undiluted love that would start from this.

“See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns”

UA didn’t have prms, but that hadn’t stopped them and a few other graduates from having one anyway. They’d gotten dressed in their fanciest clothes and had a party. Of course, Shinya had only been the plus one but that red dress he’d worn made him outshine everyone else in the room. Tsunagu remembered vividly the inability to stop himself from kissing Shinya at that very moment.

“Marry me, Juliet you’ll never have to be alone.”

He really did love him, it was all he ever knew and all that would ever be important between them. And he’d go through all the struggle all over again; learn to love him again and exchange rings, happy smiles, and a kiss unlike any other. And so, in the end, despite the hardships they’d gone through together, their love story was going better than they ever could have dreamed. 

The room was silent when he finished, with the group being a mix of stunned, enchanted, and Shinya, who simply sat there in silent adoration. The red on his cheeks suited him well, and as Tsunagu passed him to sit back down, he couldn’t help but run a hand through his hair:

“I hope you liked it, my thread.”

The younger man stuck out his tongue, in the most adorable way, and got up the second the other had sat down again:

“Yes, but I’m gonna top that!”

He said, ignoring Hawk’s comment about that being the only thing he tops, as he prepared to sing. And as he began, Tsunagu’s heart immediately melted once more; fully focused on his husband’s smile and the gentle tone of his voice, and the pure love in his eyes. He meant the words he was singing, just as much as the blonde had, and he showed it in every little movement and every ever so subtle change in his expression. 

“′Cause I've never been so high, follow me through the dark”

High from a love so addictive that neither of them could imagine living without it anymore. It had become a part of them, in such a natural way, and the rush just stayed the same with every kiss and soft touch they shared. With every spoken “I love you”, they just became more dependent on each other’s adoration. And even before the day of their wedding, they’d sworn to follow each other into any kind of darkness their life and job would throw at them.

And there it was; a different kind of smile, and a wink, both signs of Shinya knowing just how deeply the blonde was stuck in a mix of beautiful memories and utter devotion for him. It made Tsunagu blush even more, hiding his face in his hands as he squealed quietly. Nobody but his husband could have that effect on him, and while it was embarrassing, it was also the nicest feeling he could ever feel.

“Tss look how much he’s simping over you already, Shinya! You were fast with it this time!”

Rumi called out, smirking at the man’s enamored behavior:

“I feel like you forget you’re not 17 anymore, Tsu.”

She wasn’t wrong; it was a feeling more common in teenage love, the redness on his face and the absolute struggle to maintain his composure not helping his case. Maybe he should have just worn a high-neck sweater or mask to hide it, as it wasn’t an uncommon phenomenon. 

“I’ll let you set the pace ‘cause I’m not thinkin’ straight”

‘Well if you were thinking straight, we wouldn’t be married’. Tsunagu joked in his mind, the softness of the other’s voice at this part of the song making his heart flutter even more. Setting the pace? It was true that in private, oftentimes times he was the one taking charge or planning things, mostly with the desire to make everything absolutely perfect. He loved doing this, and Shinya never seemed to mind. But outside of their domestic life, in their jobs, Jeanist just had to appreciate Edgeshot’s sharp thinking and quick judgment and decision making. It wasn’t that he was incapable of it in private, it just felt more like he wanted Tsunagu to take over that, and he would always go the extra mile to make his husband as comfortable and content as possible. And if organizing dates or preparing a hot bath for the two of them to enjoy worked toward that, then he was more than happy to make it happen.

As the song slowly came to an end, Tsu smiled like the enamored fool he was, gesturing for the younger man to come back to him and give him a kiss after serenading each other like this. When he returned, Shinya cupped his cheeks, nuzzling their noses together before speaking:

“You look like a puppy waiting for pats.”

“Well, I would prefer a kiss.”

His wish was granted, a quick kiss exchanged under lots of groaning by the others. Keigo even emphasized this with a playful gagging sound:

“You promised not to do this tonight!”

The blonde stole another quick kiss before allowing his husband to sit down again, and fixed his hair with a subtle smile:

“Yes yes, we already stopped. How could I resist such a pretty face though?” 

“Self-control!”

Shinji chimed in, though everyone knew that the second Yu wanted a kiss, he would not hesitate to give her one. Or, if she so demanded, many. He would be embarrassed, yes, but that would not stop him.

“Ah don’t be homophobic now.”

Shinya laughed and Rumi almost knocked over her drink as she slammed her head down on the table while laughing just as much. And Tsunagu couldn’t help but smile at the situation; it was wonderful to see his loved ones joking and having a good time, with the only worry being how much affection was being shown by the couples. It was amazing and almost surreal to him to share a moment like this again after how many hours they’d sat together with no reason to laugh or joke whatsoever. Scenarios too terrible to even remember properly. With a content sigh, he took another sip from his drink, taking his husband’s hand, and simply waited in happy patience as Rumi made her way to the front.

Titles are my strength

Illusion

TW Torture Tsunagu has a shitty time but his husband is there for comfort (or is he). Angst, hurt/comfort, angst with happy ending

Edit a day later bc I forgot: Happy bday worm boy!

„Your eyes are green?“

Shinya exclaimed, standing on his toes to grab Tsunagus's face and look deeper into his eyes. God, he was beautiful. Pretty eyes. A pretty smile. Silky silver hair. And such a cute voice. The blonde was sure that this was the moment he fell in love with the other.

Intense pain tore him out of this memory, a knife scratching against the bone of his thigh. He didn’t want to scream but his own voice ringing in his ears told him he had failed. The feeling wouldn’t allow for any control over himself and he didn’t know how long this had gone on for. It could have been minutes or days, pain spreading so evenly across his body that it was really impossible to tell.

“There there, Tsu, you’re okay.”

Shinya told him, though he didn’t sound right. His voice sounded far away despite his face being mere inches from the blonde’s. And that did not look quite right either, it was too perfect, too right. He wanted to feel his husband’s touch, but he always seemed just a bit too far to lean against.

“Please…”

A whimper that escaped his lips as the knife came down again, surprisingly finding an untouched spot; he wasn’t begging for the person who tortured him to stop. He was begging for Shinya to help him. Kiss him. Hold him. Anything.

“You know I can’t Tsu.”

The person in front of him said something, and Tsunagu didn’t know if he answered, only focused on the gray-haired hero, who still wore the same soft smile. It almost drove the blonde insane, just as much as it calmed him.

“You know I’m not really here, right?”

Another scream, with tears falling down his cheeks; surely the knife had just barely missed his bone this time because he looked down to see it deeply stuck in his thigh; breath heavy from screaming and enduring. His stomach cramped from writhing and trying to catch his breath, and his throat was sore from over-using his voice and dehydration. Suddenly, it was dark. And silent, and his mind wouldn’t click back into place correctly; when had his torturer left? When had it gotten so dark? He tried to focus, but his brain would spit out nothing but minimal observations. Darkness, so he’d been there at least one day, as it had been dark before despite the large windows. Dehydration so bad he was sure he had already begged for water, so likely longer than just a day. Hallucinations.

“Shinya…”

He mumbled, panic rising in him as his husband’s voice went missing.

“Shinya I need you.”

“I know. How about we focus on another memory? How about… how about our first date?”

That was good enough for Tsunagu. The darkness was already all around him after all and so it was easy to let his mind wander to the night of their first date. It had been unofficial, merely a spontaneous idea after Shinya had figured out an idea for his hero hairstyle. They’d met by the park, under the bright lights, and talked about it. It seemed amazing that this night had been around 18 years ago already, pretty much half his life, and more than half of the other’s.

“My little thread, remind me how late it was?”

“I don’t know anything you don’t know, love.”

The ninja hero replied and Tsunagu groaned. His head pounded, and he wasn’t sure if he liked being aware of that. Being aware meant Shinya being gone. Being with his thoughts and fear and not pretty gentle memories. It also meant that the anxiety came back. Not so much about dying, but rather because he didn’t know if he spilled information.  His mind was too far gone, too clouded when his torturer was there. Thinking had become so hard and his memory wasn’t functioning well. He didn’t want to speak about things he shouldn’t speak about, but he didn’t know if he was able to control it in those moments.

Hell, he wasn’t even sure if he was crying. The feeling on his cheeks suggested it but his eyes didn’t burn and the pounding in his head was ever-present. Maybe he was, he wished he could ask Shinya, but he wasn’t here and he wouldn’t say. All he ever did was smile and fill his ears with sweet words. Guide his thoughts towards sweet memories and remind him over and over that he wasn’t real. That he wouldn’t touch him. Or hug him. Or kiss him. That he wouldn’t caress his hair or cheeks.

Breathing was getting hard. Keeping his eyes open was too, and Tsunagu could feel his life slipping away from him, slowly, but it was dripping away like the blood from his broken nose. It didn’t seem all that bad to let it happen. He craved a moment of peace and a break from the unbearable pain.

“Goodbye, Shinya.”

He said, smiling for the first time since he woke up in that chair. Letting go seemed wonderful, just this one time where death would win him over. And Shinya was smiling as well, and that didn’t make it any easier to regain his fight. It felt like encouragement, like praise almost, to make him believe it was the right thing to do.

“Goodbye, my little thread.”

And then he went numb. Blissfully so, as all the pain left him behind with nothing but a dizzy blur in his mind. One that turned into a nice last image; of Shinya being there with him, speaking to him. Tsunagu strangely could move again, reaching out his hand to put it on his husband’s cheek. And paused, his heart skipping a beat.

“You’re real.”

He forced out, and watched as the other broke into a tearful laugh:

“Of course, I’m real Tsu, what do you mean?”

The blonde couldn’t say more. His mind began to focus a bit, enough for him to realize he was at the hospital. And Shinya was there, really there, physically and only one touch away. Kugo was too, but Tsunagu barely had the mental strength to focus on more than his environment and husband. And then reacted in the only way he could manage; by crying his soul out. Crying until his head hurt while holding Shinya’s face in his hands. It wasn’t a happy or relieved cry, but a shameful one, for allowing himself to give up at what apparently was the last moment before being saved. And everything he could remember came crashing down on him like a ton of bricks, harsh and all at once. Eventually, nurses came in to give him calming medications, and to check him over. But having Shinya ushered away only made him freak out more and he begged for the staff to let Shinya stay by his side to hold his hand.

“Tsu. Tsu, my love, calm down you’re okay. I’m here. Please, breathe. Slow.”

He obeyed. Maybe because the medication was taking effect, but also because his husband could tell him to jump off a bridge and he’d do it no questions asked. His breath became more regular, and he struggled to keep his now shaky hand wrapped around the other’s. It took a while until he sank back into the pillows.

“I’m not a professional but it almost seems like you should make use of your privileges he has to a private room and stay with him, Edgeshot.”

Kugo said, his voice filled with relief and worry alike. He turned to leave, and for the first time Tsunagu looked at him as well, opening his mouth but was quickly shushed:

“Don’t you dare apologize. I know. You’re fine. Just rest and appreciate hearing that heart monitor beep. 5 minutes, that’s a miracle even for you.”

With those words he left, knowing it would get his friend thinking enough to rest. He had been dead for 5 minutes so, and had /still/ managed to escape death. Thanks to the medical staff and his fellow heroes, of course, but at this point it seemed ridiculous.

“Shinya… I kept seeing you…”

The blonde whispered tiredly, closing his eyes. Exhaustion won over him, so he couldn’t hear the other’s reply. But feeling his hand was more than enough to finally guide him into a calm, dreamless sleep. Shinya was really there, Tsunagu was safe, and that was all that mattered.