Hajime chose to hold you close, especially after a bit to friendly conversation you had with Hiromi. His hand was holding yours tightly, his sleepy gaze met yours.

"Stay here, with me." He implored stifling a yawn. His hair was still tied up and small cuts and bruises blessed his skin. "I want you to stay here" Hajime continued but this time his voice carried more jealously than a moment ago.

He pulled you in and rested his head on your shoulder. "Think of me, keep your eyes on me ok?"