Saibot sat crosslegged on the floor, watching as Bi-Han paced back and forth. Bi-Han was injured, he could feel that much, and he wondered if Bi-Han could feel his concern in return. He was sure that the repetitive action was not helping at all. Still he knew Bi-Han better by now, knew that even if he was injured the wraith wouldn't rest without intervention.
Saibot clapped to get his attention, Bi-Han turned to him. Saibot began signing "you need rest."
"No, I don't," Bi-Han snapped back. Saibot rolled his eyes, this was typical of Bi-Han.
"You are hurt," Saibot replied, his hand movement slow and with purpose. Bi-Han's eyes narrowed at him.
"I am fine," he hissed. Still, Bi-Han didn't turn away, meaning he was waiting for Saibot to continue signing at him. Which meant he was waiting for Saibot to convince him. Saibot felt his mouth twitch slightly.
"I can feel it," he tried instead, leaning back and unfolding his legs from under him. "We should rest a while so you can heal."
Bi-Han crossed his arms in front of his chest, "I do not need to heal, because I am not hurt."
Saibot made a frustrated gesture with his hands, not saying anything in particular but letting Bi-Han know he was getting a little bit impatient with him. Surely he could feel that right? Saibot could feel everything that went on with Bi-Han from psychical sensations to emotions. He believed Bi-Han could feel his too, even though he denied it.
"We do not have anything we need to do," Saibot tried to appeal one last time. "Please. I can feel your pain, sit with me for a while."
"Make me." Bi-Han finally turned away and started walking away.
Saibot huffed, but was determined that Bi-Han wouldn't get out of this. He let his physical form dissolve into the floor, snaking along as a shadow until he was right behind Bi-Han. When the wraith least expected it, Saibot rematerialised, jumping back up to his feet. His arms wrapped around Bi-Han's chest, firmly planting his face in Bi-Han's back. Bi-Han made a surprised sounding gasp, tensing up and posture going rigid.
Seconds later, Bi-Han loosened up, sighing in defeat. "If we rest, will you stop nagging me?" Saibot nodded against his back. "Fine."
They settled on the floor, Bi-Han with his legs out in front of him, while Saibot still hugged him from behind. He was unconvinced that Bi-han wouldn't run second he let go.
"I don't understand why you worry about me so much," Bi-Han muttered, gently holding onto Saibot's arms.
Because I love you. He hugged Bi-Han closer. Surely you can feel that?
Judging by the wave of affection Saibot felt from the other man, he could.
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