Shuntarล Chishiya x GN!Reader (No pronouns mentioned)
Summary: The dreams about Borderland have become all consuming for Chishiya; is there a way out, and can he really keep you safe in the process?
Content Warnings: Chishiya has PTSD, Borderland delusions/reminders, confused Chishiya, Yaba is his own warning, mentions of blood and violence, Chishiya is possibly being held against his will
A/N - I have no idea what this is, but I already miss Chishiya after watching the new teaser, so I guess here we are. Not sure if this is the start to a new story for me or just some random drabble, but I hope you enjoy it anyway ๐ Let me know what you think?
The blond man cards shaky fingers through his hair, pulling the locks into a haphazard bun at the base of his neck. Anxious sweat beads at his forehead, the drops glistening under the harsh lights of the room he'd woken up in.
Not your shared bedroom. Not even a room that he recognized, not really. A cold, bright white room with a single table sprawled in front of him, a tripod outfitted with a camera mirroring his position. The red light on the front blinks methodically - menacingly - letting the man know that he's being recorded. But for what purpose?
Worst of all, you're nowhere to be found. You had just been here, hadn't you? But now that he thinks about it, when was the last time he had truly seen you?
The heavy metal door to his left creaks open slowly to reveal a man in a crisply-pressed black suit, an air of familiarity surrounding his poised form. When Chishiya's chestnut eyes meet the man's blackened ones, he's instantly ripped once again from reality and slammed harshly into the barely-lit hallway of the prison that had haunted his dreams for months. The blond blinks rapidly to clear his blurry vision, finding his gaze still locked with the man's once he does. The taller man leans non-chalantly against a door frame across the room, a smirk growing slyly across his face as if he's noticed that Chishiya is finally back again. After what feels like an eternity of tense staring between the men, he breaks their eye contact to turn his attention back to the petite woman in front of him.
Chishiya's head throbs, threatening to explode, as ghost-like visions of a life once lived fade in and override his senses. A shredded red and yellow striped shirt flutters to the ground at his feet. The faint banana taste of biscuits that had once been his favorite, but had inexplicably made him gag lately, dances on his taste buds. The sickly sweet, coppery stench of blood overwhelms his nose. A far too giddy mechanical voice coupled with a bright chime only increases the intensity of his headache, the sound echoing through his skull as if it wanted to crack it open and peek inside.
And you. Your shaking body falling out of a prison cell once the door buzzes open, dropping weakly into his embrace. Between your fingers you hold a bloodied Jack of Hearts card. "We have to get all the cards, Chishiya," you tell him, voice scared but determined, "I think it's the only way out."
He shakes his head in disbelief, trying once again to push away the delusions. The blond knows this isn't really you. You were somewhere safe, not stuck in a weird post-apocalyptic dream with him. "I want to wake up," Chishiya mumbles to no one in particular, squeezing his eyes shut and begging to be finally be released from this prison. Wake up.
The frequency at which these breaks in reality were happening to him had become alarming in the last few weeks. At first, it had been just during sleep that he visited these false memories. And now it was happening at a near constant, the visions of death and destruction and betrayal all but consuming him. The line between reality and Borderland (where had he even gotten that name?) had become heavily blurred. It took everything inside of him to keep it from spilling on to you, to protect you from whatever disturbance the incident in Shibuya had caused inside his head.
As long as you were safe, he would fight whatever demons he had to.
When Chishiya blinks again, he's back in front of the camera with the man in the suit studying him intently, a crooked grin plastered on his face. "It will all come back to you soon," he drawls, making a slight adjustment to the camera before snapping his piercing eyes up to meet Chishiya's again. "You just have to collect the Final Card."
The breath catches in the blond's chest upon hearing that - collecting cards. That's what the fake you had said in the dream. Could you have been right - the only way out is through? Or maybe even this white room with the blinking camera and the man in the suit is a part of his delusion. How could he be sure? Chishiya opens and closes his mouth several times, trying to find the right words to get the answers he desperately seeks. Before he can, however, the man has turned on his heel to head back toward the exit.
"I have to gather the others," he says offhandedly, offering an explanation to the question Chishiya hadn't even asked out loud. Where are you going? "Oh, and your beloved will be participating as well," he offers again, barely turning over his shoulder to look at the shorter man. He barks out a cold laugh, slamming the door on his way out. A too loud click of the deadbolt indicates that the man had locked Chishiya inside.
But the blond is too distracted to worry about being locked in this room, his entire body stiffening as he processes this information - you would be participating too. Had you been suffering alongside him all this time that he thought he'd been protecting you?
He knew in that moment that he would give everything in this final fight - even his life - if it meant he had a chance to save you from hell.
Let the games begin.
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