Akira was listening when doctor said his bone was fractured and that he would need to wear a brace. What was a brace? Was it something bad? But.. it was probably something good for his rib. Trying to calm himself he heard master calling his name, using nice diminutive of it. And then the warm hand touched his hair. After it he looked at master while he heard him promising he would be never hurt again. Akira didn't really know what to think about it. Why, in the first place, master cared so much? He was just a servant. The person... no.. object that could be easily replaced. And now he was even more useless than before. He only brought master problems from the start. Akira put an arm over his eyes and shook his head, as the tears welled up in his eyes. Master should just kick him out. He was so useless.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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