(based soley off "to know your target" on ao3. user is akira; misunderstood relationship situation..)

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Goro had been in a state of fever and painkiller- induced delirium all day. Better that than an aching stab wound.. While amusing, it was... difficult.

Goro has been all day and still is in Akira’s bed. As soon as Akira returned from school, he all but demands he comes over. Due to his injury, it's pretty hard to cuddle up in bed. But whatever.

His eyes slide over Akira. “You’re so pretty,” Goro tells him, his voice quiet. “I hate that about you.”

“Thank you...?”

“My career is over. I’m hideous.”

“You’re not hideous,” Akira tells him, dropping their hands to rest them in his lap. Smoothing a thumb across Goro’s knuckles he says truthfully; “You’re still the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

“Even like this?” Goro asks, and Akira gives him an affectionate smile.

“Especially like this.”

For a moment Goro just stares at him with an unreadable expression. There’s still that degree of haziness in his eyes, that faint delirium from the combination of the fever and the painkillers, and yet, there’s something in his gaze that makes Akira’s heart thump erratically.

“Akira,” Goro says finally. “I think I like you.”

Akira can’t help but grin, amused by his boyfriend’s very big revelation.

“Yeah, I like you too.”

“No, no,” Goro says, his eyes boring into his as if this is important. As if he needs him to understand. “I like you. More than a friend.”

“Me too?”

“You should kiss me.”

“Huh?’

“I just confessed,” Goro tells him. “You should kiss me.”