A Routine Check Out of Routine [CLOSED]

He blinked, looking up as suddenly there was Kaminari standing over him, blink-blinking again as she grabbed him and pulled him up. "Kaminari, you're okay!" He said as he threw his arms around her, before completely freezing and feeling like someone stabbed needles into his back as his face scrunched up, twitching, and he fell back on the bed. "Because I was worried something bad happened to you." He said as he relaxed, before blinking and sitting up again, too fast, freezing again and laying down again with a pitiable whine, before doing it slower.

"...Did they hurt you, Kaminari?" He asked her, his face soft as he looked down. "...I'm ashamed. I didn't keep my guard up, and you probably got hurt..." He said, tears welling up in his eyes, looking like he was just going to start bawling there and then...

His gaze became more awake as she old him she was fine, and he gave a sigh of relief. HOwever, his gaze became softer again when seh said she ahd killed them; he wasn't sure why, exactly, but... it made him feel like hew as sad, like she had done something that couldn't be taken back. However, she seemed to be fine; and for that he knew he was immensely thankful for. "My back... hurts... like it's all tightened up and stuff... and needs to be stretched out to normal again. he whined blinking as he looked up at her. "And I don't know what it looks like on my back, I can't very well see it, can I..." He trialed off, before blinking innocently, as his stomach gave off a growl.

"...Kaminari. I'm hungry." He said simply, looking down at his stomach and back at her pitifully, like a dog begging for food. "...Can you make us some pancakes?" He asked, his eyes wide and pleading, feeling starved even though it was two in the morning.

Kuro was blinking as he saw her come back to his room, the right side of his mouth dropping open as a single line of slobber rolled down it, his mind entranced by the sight. He hadn't honestly thought that Kaminari would serve him breakfast in bed; however, here she was now, pancakes and all, with all different kinds.

As soon as she set it down, his left hand had snatched one, throwing it into his mouth as he chewed it down, his mouth wide open and nomming on it before he eventually swallowed, hearing her words after having downed one whole. "I love ALL the kinds of pancakes!" He exclaimed, as he dumped out the thing of syrup over the entire thing and did the same with the can of whip cream, drooling once more as she handed him a fork and knife.

He completely disregarded the napkin, picking up a small pancake and eating it whole as well, getting syrup on his frontal bandages as he looked back at Kaminari, blinking. "Thank you for taking care of me, Kaminari! I love you!" He said, a wide smile on his face as he dug back into his pancakes, as if he had done nothing out of the ordinary, his smile smaller but definitely in a state of happiness; not only from the pancakes... but also how she said that she would take care of him. ...Because she's my very, very special friend. He thought, pausing for just a moment to look up at her, as he swallowed...

Kuro felt as she began to clean him up; the rag felt... tingly on his warm body, not uncomfortable, but tingly. It made him slow down his eating as he waited for her to finish, before she took his fork and knife and handed them to him, telling him how he should eat them. He blinked at her with wide eyes, as if the concept had never occurred to him; as the case was, in his past, you ate as much and as fast as he could. However, as she grabbed the sides of his face, he could merely blink, wondering what she was going to do...

...As she kissed him, and a funny feeling went down his spine. A kind of tingle; as if something very important that he had been waiting for had just happened. As it was, all he could do was blink as she began to walk away; however, his right hand shot out, gripping her left as she began to walk away, and he merely looked down at his plate, having stopped his eating.

"...I won't get anymore on me." He said in a tiny voice, before he attempted to tug at her hand, wanting her to sit on the edge of his bead as he carefully picked up a piece of pancake covered in syrup with his left hand, before he put it in his mouth, not getting a single drop on him before he swallowed. "...And I'd like it if you would stay with me." He said, his voice just a little bit louder; still unsure, but... this was what he felt was right...

...Within his mind, Piero was relaxing on his reclining chair, leaning back in it, deciding to be quiet for a rare change and just watch his foolish young master trying to understand this concept of "Love". Piero himself had never had feelings of "love"; previous masters of his had, and they tended to have ended in tragedy; Piero really didn't mind that happening to Kuro, so he was going to keep his trap shut... except for the occasional outburst of laughing, that is.

Kuro could merely blink, setting down his silver ware and pushing the plate back, feeling her on his shoulder, her warm breath on his skin; his bandages just like hers had beenn. HE merely smiled, before placing his arms around her, scooting back a bit and leaning back, ever so gently, against the wall, setting a pillow between it and his back, as he held Kaminari to him, unsure, exactly, but feeling that this was right; at the very least, this is what he wanted; having Kaminari so close to him...

...It made him feel... very happy...

He thought as he closed his own eyes, holding her to himself as they both slowly descended into unconsciousness, the pair completely exhausted...