.I am holding vigil at Asami's beds

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I am holding vigil at Asami's bedside. It's about four in the morning so almost everyone is asleep. It's just me and a man who is outside watching the front of this place, hidden behind tinted windows in a parked car. The room is dark except for the harsh spotlight of a reading lamp that is beside the chair where I am sitting.

Asami sleeps.

He was wounded from being shot by a gun. He'll recover.

My confidence in this is not 100%. It should be, but so many things could go wrong. An unknown blood clot could make its way to his lungs or his heart or his brain.

No. I can't let myself think of things like that. He'll recover. I'm sure of it.

An infection could overwhelm him. This is presently a real threat. It was caught early, but what if...

Stop it. Think of something else. ANYTHING else.

He's sedated. Heavily.

I am so sorry for this. There is a single-purpose in his mind right now. He would kill himself trying to get Takaba back, so the drugs were given to prevent him from attempting to do this until he can heal.

Until his sanity returns and he is capable of dealing with this rationally.

I'm not saying he's insane right now. That's not what I meant at all. Just determined, in an instinctual sort of way. I can't allow that. It's my duty to keep him safe.

He'll recover. He's strong. So strong, he managed to fight off the normal dosage of sedation, which is why he's so heavily drugged now.

Please forgive me.

Even at this level he tries to fight it. I see him struggling. It also doesn't take away his dreams. I know of what he dreams. In his dreams he speaks the name that at this moment is the center of his universe... Akihito.

Takaba has been a game changer. He went from being a whim to someone of profound importance, almost overnight. It was amusing to watch. He's a pain in the ass, but he's also responsible for lighting a fire in Asami. It's been a most welcome change.

He's also responsible for saving Asami, my precious superior, who was working himself into an early grave. He's now healthier more than ever, thanks to Takaba. He's eating regular meals, his behavior has been less risky, his stress levels have become non-existent...

Until now.

There are rapid movements beneath his eyelids. I hear soft moans. It has to be a nightmare. To see him in this state is heartbreaking for me. This level of stress is very bad for someone who needs to heal.

He's kicked the sheet off. The hospital garment he is wearing is pulled up around his waist, leaving him exposed.

This will not do.

I was going to cover him up, but then I notice he's sweating. This is a good sign. It means the fever will soon break. I probably should wait until he shows signs of cooling down first. I wouldn't want him to overheat.

It doesn't make me uncomfortable to see him this way. I've seen him undressed before. He's not shy about his body and I don't have those types of desires.

Whatever he is dreaming has now become turbulent. What should I do? Do I try to wake him? He's so heavily sedated it shouldn't be possible, but neither should it be possible for him to be dreaming.

I look where he is exposed. It occurs to me if Takaba were here, he could bring him out of this nightmare. He'd take away all his stress. The tool that they like to use for this is sex.

I'm not blind to that. They're discreet enough, but you can tell when it's about to happen by the way they look at each other. It's a glance that passes between them, predator and willing prey. I know this because I see it enough.

Another moan escapes his lips. It must be bad.

I take a deep breath and then stand up and walk over to him.

Just for tonight... let me be Takaba for you.

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I was working on the scene in Controlled Chaos where Asami is being cared for after having been severely wounded by Fei Long, when this odd idea struck me. It continued to stick in my head, so I wrote it out. Not sure if most will be repelled by it but I was in a devilish state of mind.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

.Tôi đang nắm giữ vigil ở cạnh giường ngủ của Asami. Đó là về bốn vào buổi sáng vì vậy, gần như tất cả mọi người đang ngủ. Nó là chỉ có tôi và một người đàn ông những người bên ngoài xem trước của nơi này, ẩn đằng sau các cửa sổ nhuộm màu trong một chiếc xe chưa sử dụng. Phòng là tối ngoại trừ spotlight khắc nghiệt của một đèn đọc sách đó là bên cạnh các ghế nơi tôi đang ngồi.Asami ngủ.Ông đã bị thương từ bị bắn bởi một khẩu súng. Ông sẽ phục hồi.Sự tự tin của tôi ở đây không phải là 100%. Nó nên, nhưng rất nhiều điều có thể đi sai. Một cục máu đông không biết có thể làm cho đường tới phổi của mình hoặc trái tim hoặc não của ông.Số tôi không thể cho bản thân mình nghĩ về những điều như thế. Ông sẽ phục hồi. Tôi chắc chắn của nó.Một nhiễm trùng có thể áp đảo Anh ta. Điều này hiện nay là một mối đe dọa thực sự. Nó được bắt đầu, nhưng nếu...Dừng lại. Hãy suy nghĩ của một cái gì đó khác. Còn gì nữa không.Ông gây mê. Rất nhiều.Tôi xin lỗi cho việc này. Có là một mục đích duy nhất trong tâm trí của mình ngay bây giờ. Hắn sẽ giết mình cố gắng để có được Takaba trở lại, do đó, các loại thuốc đã được đưa ra để ngăn chặn anh ta cố gắng làm điều này cho đến khi ông có thể chữa lành.Cho đến khi sự tỉnh táo của mình trở lại và ông có khả năng đối phó với điều này hợp lý.Tôi không nói rằng ông là điên rồ ngay bây giờ. Đó là không những gì tôi có nghĩa là ở tất cả. Chỉ cần xác định, trong một loại instinctual cách. Tôi không thể cho phép điều đó. Đó là nhiệm vụ của tôi để giữ nó an toàn.Ông sẽ phục hồi. Ông là mạnh mẽ. Rất mạnh mẽ, ông quản lý để chống lại liều an thần, bình thường, đó là lý do tại sao ông nên nặng nề đánh thuốc mê bây giờ.Hãy tha thứ cho tôi.Even at this level he tries to fight it. I see him struggling. It also doesn't take away his dreams. I know of what he dreams. In his dreams he speaks the name that at this moment is the center of his universe... Akihito.Takaba has been a game changer. He went from being a whim to someone of profound importance, almost overnight. It was amusing to watch. He's a pain in the ass, but he's also responsible for lighting a fire in Asami. It's been a most welcome change.He's also responsible for saving Asami, my precious superior, who was working himself into an early grave. He's now healthier more than ever, thanks to Takaba. He's eating regular meals, his behavior has been less risky, his stress levels have become non-existent...Until now.There are rapid movements beneath his eyelids. I hear soft moans. It has to be a nightmare. To see him in this state is heartbreaking for me. This level of stress is very bad for someone who needs to heal.He's kicked the sheet off. The hospital garment he is wearing is pulled up around his waist, leaving him exposed.This will not do.I was going to cover him up, but then I notice he's sweating. This is a good sign. It means the fever will soon break. I probably should wait until he shows signs of cooling down first. I wouldn't want him to overheat.It doesn't make me uncomfortable to see him this way. I've seen him undressed before. He's not shy about his body and I don't have those types of desires.Whatever he is dreaming has now become turbulent. What should I do? Do I try to wake him? He's so heavily sedated it shouldn't be possible, but neither should it be possible for him to be dreaming.I look where he is exposed. It occurs to me if Takaba were here, he could bring him out of this nightmare. He'd take away all his stress. The tool that they like to use for this is sex.I'm not blind to that. They're discreet enough, but you can tell when it's about to happen by the way they look at each other. It's a glance that passes between them, predator and willing prey. I know this because I see it enough.Another moan escapes his lips. It must be bad.I take a deep breath and then stand up and walk over to him.Just for tonight... let me be Takaba for you..I was working on the scene in Controlled Chaos where Asami is being cared for after having been severely wounded by Fei Long, when this odd idea struck me. It continued to stick in my head, so I wrote it out. Not sure if most will be repelled by it but I was in a devilish state of mind.