IC! Matsu and OOC!Matsu
Touta wakes up. Matsuda is there...
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Touta's head hurt, pounding at him, like someone had a jackhammer to his temple. He winced, his eyes tightly shut, and tried to keep himself unconscious. With his head aching like this, he really, really didn't want to get up.
Matsuda watched his twin worriedly, he didn't like seeing someone like this. He put a rag into a nearby bowl ringing it out and putting it on his forehead gently. He sighed he did everything that he possibly can. He had put Touta onto his own bed and made him comfy as possibly. "Come on, Touta.."
Hearing his name, Touta stirred slightly. There was something wet on his head, and someone was talking to him... biting his lip, he fought to stay in the darkness, though it was a losing fight.
Matsuda gently moved the cloth before moving it slowly down his face. He put it back into the bowl putting his own hand on top of his forehead. "Touta... please wake up..." He knew he had to sound worried. He watched him quietly this wasn't good. He moved his free hand down to one of Touta's hand grabbing it squeezing it gently.
His hand... someone was holding his hand... wrenching himself from his sleep to make an effort to see who it wasn, Touta's eyes flickered open, and he blinked, seeing... himself?
"Nnnn... I must have hit myself harder than I thought..." he groaned, holding his head. "What happened...?"
"...after you heard my mother leave a message.. you kind of... lost it. You fell towards the floor and smacked your head." Matsuda replied as he gave him a smile of relief he squeezed his hand a bit more as he moved his other hand and grabbed the wash cloth he placed it gently over Touta's eyes. "I bet you have a pounding headache."
Touta groaned, nodding. "Thanks..." he murmured, relaxing under the cloth. "This helps... the light makes it ache worse..."
He'd... lost it? Matsuda's mother? Dizzy, Touta tried to think, thought of the previous events gradually coming back to him...
"I know.. I've had hangovers. But I don't want you going back to sleep alright?" He said softly as he continued to hold his hand. "After you heard her voice something triggered. You looked frightened in a way. I'm not quite sure what happened..." He sighed as he worried bout the other he didn't want him to be hurt.
"That's because... I..." Touta faltered. He... didn't want to explain all this, but... well, he had to tell Matsuda *something*...
"...my mother's dead," he reminded Matsuda quietly. "To hear that voice, after so long... it was a bit of a shock, as you could tell..."
"Ah.. alright.." Matsuda nodded as he continued to hold his hand. "I'm sorry. I've always wanted to know the trauma of what caused somethings to hurt you in your life that could have changed mine." He smiled slightly as he moved a bit closer towards him. "But you don't have to say any more.. Touta."
Relaxing slightly at Matsuda's understanding, Touta wound an arm around him, pulling him to lay beside him on the couch. "Stay with me," he murmured. "Please, just for now... help me forget..."
Matsuda smiled as he was pull to lay down on him. He stayed close to him. His head nuzzled against his shoulder as he curled against him. "I'll try to help you forget.. I don't want to see you hurt Touta." He kissed his cheek sweetly as he wrapped an around around his waist so he knew that he wasn't gonna fall off.
Touta sighed, spooning up against him, his head still banging, clse to drifting off. God... hearing his mother again like that, remembering her voice... the auditory memories it dredged back up were enough to make anyone lose it like that, but...
Touta looked toward Matsuda, smiling softly. At least now he had someone to help him cope.
((posted from this account because I'm too damn lazy to sign out))
Touta's head hurt, pounding at him, like someone had a jackhammer to his temple. He winced, his eyes tightly shut, and tried to keep himself unconscious. With his head aching like this, he really, really didn't want to get up.
Matsuda watched his twin worriedly, he didn't like seeing someone like this. He put a rag into a nearby bowl ringing it out and putting it on his forehead gently. He sighed he did everything that he possibly can. He had put Touta onto his own bed and made him comfy as possibly. "Come on, Touta.."
Hearing his name, Touta stirred slightly. There was something wet on his head, and someone was talking to him... biting his lip, he fought to stay in the darkness, though it was a losing fight.
Matsuda gently moved the cloth before moving it slowly down his face. He put it back into the bowl putting his own hand on top of his forehead. "Touta... please wake up..." He knew he had to sound worried. He watched him quietly this wasn't good. He moved his free hand down to one of Touta's hand grabbing it squeezing it gently.
His hand... someone was holding his hand... wrenching himself from his sleep to make an effort to see who it wasn, Touta's eyes flickered open, and he blinked, seeing... himself?
"Nnnn... I must have hit myself harder than I thought..." he groaned, holding his head. "What happened...?"
"...after you heard my mother leave a message.. you kind of... lost it. You fell towards the floor and smacked your head." Matsuda replied as he gave him a smile of relief he squeezed his hand a bit more as he moved his other hand and grabbed the wash cloth he placed it gently over Touta's eyes. "I bet you have a pounding headache."
Touta groaned, nodding. "Thanks..." he murmured, relaxing under the cloth. "This helps... the light makes it ache worse..."
He'd... lost it? Matsuda's mother? Dizzy, Touta tried to think, thought of the previous events gradually coming back to him...
"I know.. I've had hangovers. But I don't want you going back to sleep alright?" He said softly as he continued to hold his hand. "After you heard her voice something triggered. You looked frightened in a way. I'm not quite sure what happened..." He sighed as he worried bout the other he didn't want him to be hurt.
"That's because... I..." Touta faltered. He... didn't want to explain all this, but... well, he had to tell Matsuda *something*...
"...my mother's dead," he reminded Matsuda quietly. "To hear that voice, after so long... it was a bit of a shock, as you could tell..."
"Ah.. alright.." Matsuda nodded as he continued to hold his hand. "I'm sorry. I've always wanted to know the trauma of what caused somethings to hurt you in your life that could have changed mine." He smiled slightly as he moved a bit closer towards him. "But you don't have to say any more.. Touta."
Relaxing slightly at Matsuda's understanding, Touta wound an arm around him, pulling him to lay beside him on the couch. "Stay with me," he murmured. "Please, just for now... help me forget..."
Matsuda smiled as he was pull to lay down on him. He stayed close to him. His head nuzzled against his shoulder as he curled against him. "I'll try to help you forget.. I don't want to see you hurt Touta." He kissed his cheek sweetly as he wrapped an around around his waist so he knew that he wasn't gonna fall off.
Touta sighed, spooning up against him, his head still banging, clse to drifting off. God... hearing his mother again like that, remembering her voice... the auditory memories it dredged back up were enough to make anyone lose it like that, but...
Touta looked toward Matsuda, smiling softly. At least now he had someone to help him cope.