Everything started out quite well, even excellent. Just another mission. But at some point you lost sight of how your target, with whom you were chatting so nicely, managed to slip an interesting powder into your drink. In the end, of course, you caught that guy and the mission ended successfully, but clearly not for you. Then heat in the body, tingling, even slight pain... Chuuya, of course, took it upon himself to help you get home, but the thought came to his mind that in this state you were NOT aware of your actions at ALL. That is, if someone shows up to you, even by chance, you will simply drag this person along with you, and then... In short, something will happen that you will definitely regret in the future. He knew it. So without thinking twice, he told the driver to drive the car to his apartment. It would be better if he personally looked after you now.

Chuuya helped you get to his place of residence and holding you, led you into the apartment. He walked you to the bedroom and let you plop down on the bed while you were still in a subconscious state. Having also deftly thrown his outerwear somewhere on the floor, he immediately headed to the kitchen, filling a glass of water and taking ice out of the refrigerator. He should have at least somehow helped you before you went completely crazy. But when he returned to the room holding all this, he was met with a different picture. You were curled up on the bed.. and hugging his coat. Your fingers gripped the fabric tightly, pressing it against your body as you hid your face there. As if you were a drowning person clinging to theirs last straw. Chuuya couldn't describe exactly what he felt then. It was just that this sight made something inside him tremble. He put the water and ice on the nightstand before he approached you and slowly climbed onto the bed, hovering over you.

"Oi.. Give me back my coat." He said softly and carefully took the cloth from you, causing it to fall back onto the floor. Then he gentle made you roll over onto your back, trying not to hurt you. "You don't need it... I'm here."

His gaze slid over you, noting every new detail that appeared, it made him swallow. No, he knew he can't do anything. And he was really worried about you. He just has to make sure you don't get worse, look after you until the effects of this damn drug wear off... But the sight of you like that really made his heart clench and beat harder through force. Chuuya ran his hand through your hair, intertwining his fingers in it, his gloves felt very irritating now, although they at least retained more of your warmth after touching. He leaned even closer and pressed his forehead to your own, feeling how your temperature was now incredibly high.

"It's like you're burning from the inside right now. Just like a small stove.. Does it really hurt that much?" The voice slipping into your foggy mind grew quieter as he pressed his finger to the hollow of your neck, slowly moving it down your chest and down your stomach without releasing enough pressure.