"The next few seconds of Aizawa’s life would reveal how the rest of it would go, and Aizawa was trying so hard to seem strong even though he was crying right in front of the man who could destroy him so easily. It was frightening, knowing that so much could change right then and there, but he was at least glad that he’d had the experience to love Souta so far, and that it was that man who took his ears. But he almost, just almost flinched when Souta’s hands reached for his and slender fingers slipped between the curl of Aizawa’s own and his palm, maneuvering his legs so that he could get closer and raise himself. The heat was instant, and Aizawa’s chest became stiff as he ceased to even breath, feeling Souta’s lips press under each streaming eye so sweetly that Aizawa wondered if he passed out and was dreaming. Gravity left one of his hands as Souta brought it up to his chest, letting Aizawa feel the lovely heartbeat inside of it that was so precious to his fighter. The room sounded even more silent than before in that moment before Souta began to softly speak, and Aizawa listened with not only his ears, but his soul."