hello! are requests open? if so, can i request headcannons/scenarios for yan! hayabusa, kagura, and hanabi? gender neutral reader if possible, maybe in a twisted turn of events, all three fell for reader and are now jealous of each other?
thank you soso much!
Yan!hayabusa, yan!kagura, and yan!hanabi head canons & scenarios. sfw, gn!reader, mild yandere themes.
✩ featuring: hayabusa, kagura, hanabi
Yan!Hayabusa would notice it first.
However, not the falling part though—nah, he'd been aware of it for quite a while now. There's just something about the way you move, the way you flex your arms as you charge your bow… the way you smile. It was something to admire, like a master, he said.
By evening, he must've learned everything about you then. What things you like, dislike, or loved.
Whenever someone laughs at something you said, he'd feel hurt—jealous even, as if you guys are in a relationship already??
^ Then Haya will randomly say comments, when he said he would watch over you, “Higher!” or “Are you even a warrior?”
But actually, he's quiet about it—he’ll try not to say anything, obviously. That's not who he is! Oh, the comments earlier? It was all in his head.
He'll start showing up to places, and you'll feel delirious about it.
^ Like, whenever you're training, he's coincidentally training too, or when you take patrol routes, he's coincidentally patrolling there too!
Lost it when you said you'll train harder. He will guide you, as while keeping you close only by an inch and always be on watch. Now, he can watch legally you!
But if his shadow lingers around you a little longer than necessary—well… who's going to notice? He's great at that, isn't he?
… Nah, one will inevitably notice if another stalks their prey.
Really, yan!Kagura thinks she's being subtle with everything!
She's not subtle.
You'll thank her, she thinks, when she starts cheerily teaching you things ‘for survival.’ Whatever she means by that...
^ She'll teach you, like accurately reading an opponent's next move, or showing you the best combo, or or identifying if something is lingering in the shadows.
Whenever she speaks or teaches, she will grab every opportunity to be a little bit closer to you. She's just being helpful, really!
Flowers will pile up your window sill, to the point it gives you a false alarm of spring.
^ You do not want to wonder how she reached certain things.
She likes playing with your hair.
If she knows something you'll like, get ready to receive that thing 10x more by morning. You liked that weird-labeled candy? Don't worry, she'll have a pack of it by tomorrow!
Then one morning, Hanabi beats her to it—already there, already showing you something with your hands. You were all laughing along with her. And when you saw Kagu, you almost feel like you did something terribly wrong.
But she doesn't hold grudges. Plus, she trusts you! Just don't do that next time.
After that day, she has also started to bring you more things. A book she just thought you'd find interesting, or a charm she made to ‘ward off evil.’
The book was ‘How to Deal with Creeps’ 💀 uh, a second thought-
Yan!Hanabi has absolutely zero chill whatsoever, and I think she respects herself for it.
She wasn't like the others, because she will tell you. Sort of, in her own way.
She loves to plant things in your head. Don't be near this and that. It's better if you do this and that.
Trust me.
Will grab you mid-walk, and go, “Hey, I like spending time with you… don't forget that.” Then she'll walk away before you can actually process it.
She thinks it was smooth! I know, it isn't—But hey, she's Hanabi, so somehow it works anyway...
Loves it when you ask her for something.
But she'll really love it whenever you're curious about her. What does this do? What does it inflict? or anything the like.
Absolutely hates it when the conversation suddenly slips into comparing her to that… ninja. Even it was just some innocent thoughts.
Either way, she's stronger though, alright? She hates being compared but you get a free pass! Yay!
Secretly loves it when you're in trouble and will only slip towards you when you're in grave danger. Got to have that heroic vibe, yk?
What she doesn't expect is to turn into a corner and find you mid-laugh with someone, and Haya out of all?! Hasn't she taught you a thing or two when you asked about ninjas?
But she does not confront him that directly.
Instead, she sits herself at your other side at dinner that night, not minding the sneering of the other. “I wanted to sit with someone decent tonight, any problem?” … yeah, and it's getting bigger.
The funny part though is you're completely oblivious, just thought that maybe they're that welcoming.
Whenever there's two of them in the same room, you'd feel the air randomly getting denser. But how about the three of them now? Good luck, babe. You might need that charm Kagura made.
You smiled happily as you prepared them home-made pies. They all glanced at you, thinking the pie was hers/his.
You cheer, “I made pies for—”
“Me?”
“Ooh-”
“Thank-”
Their gazes snapped towards each other.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Hayabusa.” Hanabi was the first one to speak. “You don't even like sweets.”
“Excuse me?” Dumbfounded. Her sweets?!
While Hanabi and Hayabusa were bickering, Kagura was already giggling, pulling you away from the loud noise.
“You bake the best, (Y/N)!”
I honestly think none of them will press that much violence against each other, afraid it'll probably create a faction. But who knows! There is a limit for everything.
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Warning(s); NSFW Content, Swearing, First time, Fingering, Vaginal Penetration, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it, people), Slight Somnophilia, Getting Walked in on, Pills refference 💊, etc..?
Word Count; N/A
Second Person Perspective.
Pronouns used for reader; 'She', 'Her', etc...
Prompt;
"Training was stressful that day, so you have a good reason why you and Hayabusa got caught doing something."
After ten hours straight of training your unusually fast, responsive legs, your femur collapsed on itself. Sending you tumbling down to the grass, with a loud groan escaping your lips. Sadly, you were too far deep inside a large rainforest to backtrack your steps. Though, you doubt that you'll even be able to crawl. Considering the fact that you weren't moving from a large, and soft patch of grass. You even have your face burried into the thing.
By common sense, you sometimes turn your head to breathe in the fresh air, before moving it back into the previous position. But that's about it. You spent the next few hours laying down, somehow not being able to sleep. Though, it may be due to the fact that the pain was keeping you up, and barely being able to make you pass out.
It was like your body was purposely making you suffer, to take out its frustration over the fact that your mentor left you with Hayabusa's parents. Why was your brain frustrated, perhaps? Hayabusa's parents were giving you shit for 'having an affair' with Hayabusa, even though you rightfully claimed his heart! You needed to run laps in the forest until they see that you've ran thirty miles. Bullshit, right? I know, and you know more!
You must've fallen asleep, because when it was midnight. Your mentor went out to search for you. Your friends too! Well, Kagura convinced Hanabi and Hayabusa to ignore your mentor's instruction to stay in the minka until they come back. They all agreed to that due to their worries and the care they have for you. Hayabusa strayed away from the path they formed for each other when they split up, though. He knew where you were.
You and him talked to each other with the use of leaves. And when he wants to know where you're going— You'd mark a leaf path for him. And you marked it when his parents weren't looking, so here he was! Following the marked leaves and not caring if the leaves got slightly repositioned from the air, because; With the amount of marked leaves that he's seen while following the path, he didn't need to worry if he's been getting strayed away or not.
After awhile of following the path, he found you— Fast asleep on the ground with a gentle look on your face. Sure, he's seen you tired, and napping before. But he never once saw you; Truly sleeping. Who were his parents to ridicule you?! You were beautiful, strong, and a loving woman that deserves the whole world! This was the first time he despised his parents, he recalled the time where he hated them for pressuring him. But nothing could've compared to you being treated like garbage, by the parents that should've supported you and his relationship.
It seemed that Hayabusa's poking gaze took too long, because you slowly got up from your slumber. Calling out the ninja's name from drowsiness.
"Hayabusa? Did my mentor order you to search for me?"
To your surprise— Hayabusa responded instantly, suddenly rushing infront of you and holding your hand. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as he said; "I suppose not, we were instructed not to." Luckily for his embarrassment, you didn't bother pointing it out. Your droopy eyes gave out the reason as to why. After a moment of no answer from you. He asked; "Shall we go back? It's cold after all."
You gave him a tired glance, and stood up with him. But due to how tired you were, and the odd time you ended up falling asleep, you ended up being in held in his arms as he carried you back to the minka. A hum being sung by you, as you strangely started to hallucinate. Maybe it was because of the reappearing pain, or maybe it was because you were hungry. Either way, it made Hayabusa worry, a lot. Because of that worry, he kicked away the leaves that lead him to you, the leaves where you and his parents stood on earlier.
The thought of his parents standing on where you were angered him as he stepped in the minka. The warm candles warmed up your cold body, making you focus on that— instead of the hallucinations you keep feeling. Hayabusa searched for his room instead of yours, finding it better for you to be with him as you rest.
You weren't oblivious either. This happened a lot whenever one party is tired and have to be walked back to their respective rooms. Bringing the tired person to the other's room instead of their own. One might say that it is creepy, but to you and Hayabusa, it was completely alright! You'd been together for the longest time, after all.
The moment Hayabusa laid you down in his futon and turned away, you moved from your back and turned to the side. A whimper escaping your lips from the sudden heaviness on your side. The sound attracted Hayabusa's attention, and he immediately turned to see what was wrong. A blush creeping up his face upon re-hearing the sound in his head, and upon seeing your yukata slipping from your shoulders. Showing your bare skin underneath.
He tried to turn away to respect your privacy, but failed miserably at the perverted thought that crossed his mind. With your face, and disheveled clothing, he couldn't keep himself from kneeling infront of you and feeling your leg with the tips of his fingers. This totally betrayed his morals, and he had to use every bit of himself to pull away— you shifted from your position again and this time, covered your face with the back of your arm.
This only made Hayabusa sweat, and his heart beat rapidly againts his chest. You were so innocent with how you're sleeping, but insanely erotic for his eyes. "Stop it, you're gonna hurt her." He mumbled, hoping to keep himself, and the straining againts his pants in control. But you suddenly spoke up, shocking him, and making his heart skip a beat. "Hurt who? You've been mumblings things I couldn't understand, Haya. What's the problem?"
He couldn't look up at you, he knew the moment he does— He'll lose control of himself and probably do some unacceptable things to you! The way his body movements were stiff, and his eyes kept its gaze onto the floor. You started to become increasingly worried for him. So, you crawled over to him, using your hands to carry your weight until you used it to tug on his ear. He was surprised, to say the least— Jumping away and looking at you with wide eyes.
The sight of you was gonna make him go insane. "Haya..? Are you hurting? Should we call for some doctors? I can even find an elf if you could just-." There you go again, rambling on due to how worried you were, he always liked seeing that though. But fuck! It just made him all the more hornier for you. "No! No that's not it." He cuts you off, faster than he could've realized. You stopped immediately, tilting your head curiously and noticing the heavy breaths he was taking.
"Then.. what was it?" You questioned, leaning back a bit to relax your slouched spine. To you, it might've seem like Hayabusa was only shaking, but to him? He could have swore to you for the first time. And it wasn't because you were annoying him, no. He's frustrated from how turned on he was. A tense silence came upon the room, as you waited patiently for his reply. Hayabusa couldn't help but notice the little things about you at that moment.
The way your yukata was slowly falling down your elbow, the small breaths you took and the light tilting of your head whenever you lock eyes with him during the silence. His body was saying goodbye to his morals. "I'm.. I'm having fantasies. I've been having them since our first year together. Okay? Right now you just look... so fucking hot." His choice of words completely stunned you.
This was way out of the ordinary for him, but then again. You never once saw how he was when he was turned on. And he's turned on a lot. Who knows how he acts when he's literally holding himself back from going insane over you? Before you could form a reply, he continued— "Look, I want you so badly right now. But I feel like I'm betraying my morals. I want- no, I need to marry you first before we could do anything we want. I can't control myself, and I just need to know if you feel the same... please."
He looks you right in the eyes, and it made you realize just how badly you wanted that with him as well. You'd counted the amount of times you found yourself in your room, one hand covering your face, and the other between your legs. Fantasies, and fantasies of your lover being put on your brain. Putting you back in your room longer than the previous one, but knowing fully well that you needed more. And what's more than the source of your fantasies, other than Hayabusa himself?
So, you confessed. "I feel the same, Haya. We've both been betraying our morals for the past five months because we don't have it in our heart the courage to confess our sin. We pleasure ourselves to get it out of our mind. Right? How about we just let it slip, just one time. Until we get married?" It was a deal of a lifetime to Hayabusa, he wanted nothing more than to resolve your problem, and his at the same time. So he answered, and nodded. "We're gonna do it right now. But after we do it, we'll wait however long your parents finally agree to let us get married."
Shit.
Hayabusa thought back to the pros and cons of the agreement. The pros, he'll be able to finally make love to you, and release the tension he'd been holding in his heart. The cons, he'll have to possibly wait a long time until he was gonna be able to make love to you again. Considering the risk, and painful cons. You'd think that he wouldn't agree, right? Wrong. His body lunged itself forward and pinned you down againts the futon.
His brain was screaming, and thrashing agants his own body movements as he pulled down his mask and smashed his lips againts yours. This was wrong— Incredibly wrong, has he not considered the risks?! 'Cause he sure as hell recall himself doing just that. Your hand went to hold onto his shoulders, barely being able to catch your breath due to how rough he was being in the kiss.
The air between you to became hotter than the candles, as Hayabusa ripped pieces of your clothes off your body with every kiss. You were saddened and slightly frustrated, but it was kind of your fault— no. It was fully your fault for suggesting the idea to him. The night could've just ended awkwardly, and would've been fine in the morning. But you were just too focused on making him feel better, that you didn't think about what would've happened next.
Suddenly, your thoughts were interrupted at the feeling of Hayabusa's gloves hand slipping down your underwear. You broke away from the kiss and gasped out once he pressed down againts your clit. "Haya.." Shakily, you gripped the base of his hand and tilted your head back once he moved his face againts your neck. Fresh tears started falling down your face at the overwhelming amount of sensations, catching Hayabusa's attention as he pulled away from your neck.
The lust that has been running in his system broke, and he panicked. Pulling his hand back and using the other to wipe your tears. "Dear, dear I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry for going too fast. Should we stray away and not continue?" He asked, taking your cheek and biting his lip at your soft sniffles. Eventually, the time you took trying to get used to the feeling cooled down, and you were able to start talking again. "No.. we can continue! I just felt so overwhelmed, that even my legs can't keep up."
The light-hearted joke you made definitely made him loosen up, then he placed a loving kiss on your nose. "That means I should take it slow, hm? Take my time getting you used to the feeling?" He asks. For his surprise, you actually agreed to get used to it. He thought that you must've fingered yourself while thinking about the erotic fantasies, but that didn't seem to be the case. You were more innocent that he'd thought after finding out you touched yourself to him as well.
He connected his lips with yours right after. You felt his hand slip inside your underwear again, and his thumb applied pressure into your clit. Your soft moans became muffled againts his lips as he started rubbing circles, and random shapes into your clit. Despite doing that to your own— it still felt foreign, and new because it was your lover doing it instead of you.
He continued his movements, even advancing and using your slick to rub your clit even faster. Heightening the amount of moans coming out of your mouth. Goosebumps formed itself on your skin once you became aware of how bare you were in the room— Infront of Hayabusa. It made you feel insecure, but Hayabusa thought of you as the most gorgeous woman once he fully saw how amazing you look without clothes.
He held your hips down and moved his slick covered middle finger down to your entrance, tracing your labia and pulling it back to tease the muscle inside. It was safe to say that the hands holding your hips didn't help as much— Not having the energy to fight againts your body, he told you; "Stay still, my dear. I can't continue this if you keep moving around."
Your soft whine was enough to tell him what you needed. He kissed you again, smiling at the feeling of your body relaxing. Then he continued, slipping his finger inside. A small squeak escaped from you, and you tugged harshly on his sleeve. His fingers were so slim, and his thankfully short nail was brushing againts your g-spot. Hayabusa hissed at how tight you were, and how lucky his finger was.
Your insides were tightening up, and clenching at how slow he moved, you almost thought it was impossible to feel anymore tighter. Until you felt the tip of his index finger pushing againts the other. The stretch, and friction was getting to you, and your moans became louder and louder. Pumping his fingers faster, he looked at you to see your face contorting into pleasure as you came. Prematurely, as you would describe.
But he thought otherwise. The cum you produced only helped with what he was doing, and he added a third finger. Just incase..
You were still recovering, and the third finger he added made you even sensitive, then you cried out. Clenching impossibly tight around his fingers that it seemed like he couldn't get it out. This made Hayabusa's mind run wild, so he pulled his fingers out and tasted you againts his fingers. You had a front row seat to how he sensually tasted you from his finger— and god damn. Was it hot to see.
"Fuck.. I need more. I need to be inside you right now." Your eyes widened from what you heard. It's not like you didn't agree, but hearing that coming from him just made you shiver from excitement. How far was he willing to go in this one night of sinning? Suddenly, you were pulled from your thoughts once Hayabusa spread your legs apart. He got in between them and stared down at your pussy.
Your face turned red, and you tried to close your legs— A weak attempt that you truly didn't want to do, and just acted out of instinct. He thought that it was adorable, and traced his finger on your lips. Admiring how you look up at him, as if he was teaching you something you didn't underatand. And that's what set him off.. "Can I do it.. please? I just.." He took a hard gulp. "I just need to feel you right now."
You haven't seen him take off his clothes for even a second, but now. He was naked, all for you to see. His toned chest, slim stomach, and large cock, dripping slightly with pre-cum was free for you to drool over. It looked even better than in your fantasies, you couldn't help but look away. "You can!" You squeak out, earning a soft laugh from him. He still found you adorable from the way you try so hard to look away— But fail when your eyes drag back to his cock. It was slightly thin, but a whole lot of fucking long.
"Let me.." He whispered. You were about to ask what because of how early he cut himself off, but you stopped once turning back to see his face hovering over yours. Your eyes were blown wide, and you covered your face. This was a whole new level of being close to each other. Both of you were naked, and horny. "This okay? Do you need me to get off?"
You shook your head. Clenching your eyes shut when you felt the tip of his cock rub againts you. A moment passed of him just grinding againts you, then you felt it. Your mouth hung open as he inched his way inside you. Moans escaping from the both of you while he struggled to bottom out. You were clenching— making it impossible to move because of the tight space. Nothing more could fit once he bottomed out.
After he did, he leaned his forehead againts yours and closed his eyes. Holy shit, if you could paint his pleasure filled face right now, you would. "Holy fuck.." He whispered, shifting his hips and making you whine from the movement. You wanted so badly to just sit there and enjoy the small movements, but you feared that someone may catch you if that was the case. So, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed his lips againts yours.
The self control he had when he bottomed out snapped, and so did his hips. He started snapping his hips againts yours in fast movements, making it impossible for you to even get a noise out because of his lips. Maybe kissing him was a bad idea. But it did feel great kissing him with.
His hips kept snapping hard, and fast againts you. His cock was grazing your g-spot, and making you near your end, just as quickly as when he fingered you. The way his cock filled you up, never letting the muscle form back together made you go insane. He pulled away when you started gasping and slowed down at the sight of you.
He wanted to just admire you like that, but his cock throbbed. Then he continued his ruthless pace, snaking his hand down to your abdomen and feeling your stomach poke up and down with his thrusts. You were too fucked dumb to feel it, and only when he pressed down did you moan loudly. Cumming with a lot of short gasps and clenching tighter and tighter againts Hayabusa's movements.
The veins throbbed harshly, wanting to release the tension. But he wasn't having it, he kept thrusting into you, avoiding the footsteps from outside until he finally released his pent up frustration deep inside your womb. Groaning out at the feeling and staying inside you.
That was, until he heard a loud gasp. He covered your passed out body in his arms and looked back to see your mentor. Averting their gaze and dropping the lamp they were holding. "For the love pills-! I'm sincerely sorry for walking in on this special moment." Your mentor exclaimed, their voice being recognized by your ears. But you didn't bother to make a move, not now that you were literally freshly fucked and nearly passed out.
"I'm so sorry, mentor! We were just-."
"Nope, I don't want to hear an apology when it's my mistake. You two do what you want to do, and before you ask. No, don't worry. I won't tell your parents. But be more aware next time, you're a ninja, Hayabusa. You don't want people to find out and try to hurt your lover." Hayabusa relaxed at their words, but became worried and looked at you. Still breathless and uncapable to move.
"We don't, thank you so much, mentor. I promise I'll be more aware next time."
"Good, I'll leave you two to it. Tell Kagura and Hanabi to stay away until you tell me otherwise."
Perhaps Hayabusa should train his awareness next time to avoid any... future incidents like that.
I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3
just recently discovered your blog and i like your current content! i was wondering if you could do a hayabusa x f!reader where reader is insecure of kagura and hanabi? angst with a happy ending pleasee
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Mobile Legends; Bang Bang
Pairing; Hayabusa, You.
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Requested? Yes.
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Warning(s); Mentions of Killing, Near death situation, Insecurities, Rumors, Mental health problems, literally angst and heartbreak, etc..?
Word Count; N/A
Second Person Perspective.
Pronouns used for reader; 'She', 'Her', etc...
Prompt;
"You hate the fact that people compare you to someone that's better for Hayabusa."
It was a miracle, how someone like you landed a relationship with Hayabusa. Most of the town knew that he was arranged to marry Hanabi, everyone meaning you as well. You were often called a 'homewrecker' for making Hayabusa 'confused' of his feelings. Even Kagura could have landed a better shot in winning Hayabusa's heart, and his parents. Which is something that you; can't do. Both of them were drop dead gorgeous, Hayabusa could have easily won them over, or be won over by them.
So why did it have to be you?
Why did it have to be you that caught his eye everytime you walk by? Why did it have to be you that he secretly asked out before everything went public? Why did it have to be you that stole his heart the moment you became friends? Why? It was the same thing every day, you notice him and the two girl's chemistry grow into an even bigger one, while the townsfolk shame you for something you couldn't control.
Rinse, repeat, recycle as they say. But recycling those everyday incidents breaks you bit by bit. Not healing, not reseting— as if the previous day didn't matter. Of course it does! Gosh, you were a mess for not being able to talk to that problem with Hayabusa. Everytime you try, it's either your own guardian pulling you back to 'save a marriage', or, a passerby that despises the ever living crap out of you— also holding you back because of the rumor that you seduced the poor man.
Your heart ached at every insult that was thrown at you. And you couldn't even find comfort in your own lover that caused the whole mess. You could always feel your legs shaking when Hayabusa knocks on your door. It wasn't like the good old times that you were simply flustered— No. Everything's even more complicated than that. Every single day when you holed up in your room, you could always overhear the whispers of joy when they thought you were giving up. Which wasn't far from the truth.
Every day, you found yourself being lost. Lost of the person you once was. You wonder how you became the person you were before. Were you caring? Did you take so much information so you could babble about useless things that people won't even listen to anyways? How did you even dress every day? Did you wear robes? Dresses? Kimono's? Who were you to everyone, before you became the 'homewrecker'?
Everytime you peak out to see what was up, and hopefully have a moment of silence to yourself in the forest. You'd find the horrible image of Hayabusa either talking, or flirting with Hanabi or Kagura. Literally draining out every emotion and energy you had to try and calm yourself. You'd find yourself in the room after seeing the sickening image, shaking and crying to the point where you'll get thirsty, and pass out every hour— Because of the fear of going out, you couldn't quench your undying thirst.
Your brain wasn't even on your side. It'll force itself to create sickening images of Hayabusa with Kagura. Having a picnic, while Hanabi's training with him, and laughing when one of them falls to their butt. Hell— You'd even hyperventilated after waking up from that image. But no one was there to help you, not your 'friends', not your family. Not even Hayabusa. Did he even notice your absence? Did he even realize the shit talk people were giving you?
To put it simply, no. He had not. He kept being distracted, and having so much fun with his childhood friend— That he failed to notice the heartbroken eyes on him. He failed to notice your shaky body before you locked yourself in. And he failed to hear the whispers of joy that you clearly heard. It could have been a whole year of not realizing you were gone— If only your sibling hadn't come back from their scouting for more supplies.
If it had not been for your sibling, he would have failed to hear the loud cries of help when your sibling found you— Barely even heaving in your state. If it had not been for your sibling, he would have never remembered the; Still current state of your relationship. And if it had not been for your sibling... well. Hayabusa would have been crying over your grave. But he's not.
He's with you, drowing out your sibling's exclaims of how arrogant he was for not taking care of you, and drowing out how your sibling made your guardian choke on their own blood. Just like how you choked in your tears. Everyone was shitty to you, even him. If not for your sibling... you might've just rotted in your own room for months, until someone came to check on the foul smell. Not to check on you, but for the horrid smell.
Five days. Five days of absence and ignorance, this is the result. An empty husk of the person he loved the most. He has hopes he could revive you, bring back peace to your soul that has received nothing but abuse for finding love. Love that he could have cherished, the same way you cherished every moment with him. Stupidity, and ignorance. He despises them, but acted on them out of pure bliss, bliss from the people that helped cause the whole thing. His two other friends. Not because they spread the rumor themselves, but because they were always, and perfectly paired with Hayabusa. How ironic was that?
Oh, how he wished to go back in time to check up on you, even before you started losing your mind over the whispers of the townsfolk. He'd kill everyone in the village he's bound to protect, just to bring you back. If not, get a reaction out of you. Because right now, you're only staring at a previously hot bowl of soup. It'd turned cold from how long you were looking at it. He could see you weren't the same. The eyes, it was the one that gave it away. Those lifeless, and sunken eyes that made you look like death. Truthfully, He was the cause of it.
He knew he was the last person you'd want to talk to, but he still had to try. He reached his hand out and gently urged the bowl up, to his relief— You obliged, and let the bowl press between your lips, and let the soup run down your throat. In any other occasion, you would have choked. But for some odd reason, you didn't, and downed the whole thing in one go. The bland taste of cold soup lingered in your mouth. But it helped with your cannibalizing stomach.
The tension was unbearably thick for Hayabusa, seeing you motionless and not moving drove him insane with guilt. He could barely picture your awestrucking image, or hear your voice. It was faint in his mind, and he couldn't help but groan quietly. He hadn't even felt your hand without his gloves. That didn't happen, and now— He craved to feel it. Hope was something he hadn't been desperate of, but he's plenty desperate of it now. He looked up to see you, eyes closed and breathing softly. Of course you had to sleep.. everything literally and figuratively punched you in the face, after all.
"Just one second.." He whispered to no one in particular, immediately taking off his gloves in one swift movement before lacing your fingers through his. Your hand felt cold to the touch, but the warmth he felt after feeling your hand felt nice. One second became an hour, as he had fell asleep on your thigh. You weren't oblivious of course, you saw how he doubted himself before finally holding your hand. There was some sense of comfort to that, but you weren't eager to cherish it. It didn't feel the same. Probably because he didn't have his gloves on, but still..
Days. It took days for you to go back to 'normal'. You moved around a lot more, and have recovered from your physical trauma. But not mental one. When Hayabusa was finally able to hug you— He was immediately punched in the gut by your words; "Things aren't just gonna magically go back to normal from a hug. It isn't the same anymore." From that, he became restless and grew more fearful at the thought of losing you. He just got you back, but you had your relationship in the tips of your fingers...
You could drop everything, and leave him rotting his brain from overthinking. Though.. that wasn't how you were. A part of you that your mental health left was your kindness, and giving attitude of agreeing to give him a second chance. Hayabusa swore that the gods gave him a chance he didn't deserve. But considering that he could be re-living the bright relationship he had with you, how dumb will he be to refuse?
Chances that will be used for a good intention is something that you can take. He can take in this case. He would take every chance to be with you, and just cherish you— Like how you cherished him. At night, he would sneak into your house to whisper loving things to you to help you sleep. He won't make the same mistake again.
Call him obsessed, because he won't care. As long as he knows he's putting you into consideration. That's all he needs to keep on living, without guilt..
I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3
