#kirumiko

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Originally requested by @ccomposer-kanade

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Kirumi is a girlkisser. Trust me, guys. She broke into my house and told me herself.

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minifemslashfeb day 24: cooking ♡

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A Healing Potion

Kirumi is sick and finds herself being unexpectedly cared for by a classmate.

[Kirumi/Himiko] [Fluff, Sickfic, Kirumi POV] Written for @ultimateplaylistmaker

Falling ill was one of the greatest failures of a maid. If it wasn't bad enough that illness made her unable to fulfill her duties, the fact that she was potentially contagious was even worse. Even if she felt well enough or determined enough to push past the chills, the fever, the pounding in her head, and the way that coughs echoed in her chest, it would be irresponsible to mingle among her classmates and risk them catching her ailment.

Kirumi was left with little choice but to keep herself quarantined for the protection of her peers. Once she'd confirmed her weakened state, she wrote up a quick note of apology and warning and posted it to the front of her door. Her classmates would be waking up soon, looking for breakfast and wondering at her absence when she failed to show up and she'd hate to make them worry over her unduly.

Kirumi had nursed many sick employers or classmates over the years so she had quite a lot of knowledge of best practices in her situation. Food, rest, medicine, blankets to sweat out a fever and a cold cloth on her forehead to keep her comfortable while she was sweating it out. Not all of those things were possible though. She'd already decided that leaving her room was an unacceptable risk to her classmates and that mean that she would need to forgo food for the moment. Perhaps later she could request that someone bring her something, as much as it pained her to become a burden to those she would serve. Luckily the rest of what she needed was already in her room. She had an extra blanket in her closet that she promptly retrieved and placed on her bed and bottles of medicine in her bathroom cabinet. Best taken with food, but as this wasn't an option she simply drank a large amount of water and hoped that would be enough. She didn't feel as though she was in need of a cloth yet, but if her fever worst she doubted that she would want to rise and retrieve one. Kirumi opted to fill a bowl with cold water, leaving it and a cloth on the table while she slipped back into bed.

It pained her to do nothing. She had to force herself to lie still in her bed, rather than toss and turn restlessly. She couldn't force her mind to still as well, much as she wanted. Shirogane had asked for her help on one of her projects and there was a scuff on the floor from one of Ouma's pranks that she had intended to buff out. There was laundry that needed to be done and meals to be prepped, yet she was lying useless in bed, becoming warmer with every moment she remained under two blankets and let her mind torment her.

As if the failure of sickness were not enough, Kirumi had to admit that she was also quite bored. There was nothing for it though, so she simply closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep.

A knock at the door caused Kirumi to open her eyes. She was too warm and too tired as she sat up in bed, but the change from earlier must have meant that she has been successful in attempt to sleep. She eyed the bowl of water that she'd set on her bedside table earlier. There was a chance it was somewhat warm by now, but she'd wager that it would still provide a bit of relief. The knock came again and Kirumi decided to wait until after she dealt with her visitor to seek comfort.

"Yes?" Kirumi called out. Her voice was a bit raspy and she reached for a glass of water to help her clear her throat. "Who is it?"

"It's Himiko," the voice called back.

Odd choice of visitor. She would have expected Akamatsu to be the one to come by or even to have heard the much louder voice of Momota checking on her. The fact that it was her more lazy classmate was much more startling.

"What is it?" Kirumi asked. "I am afraid that I am unable to help you today if that is what you are seeking."

"It's not," Himiko replied immediately. "I made you a healing potion, so that you could get well sooner."

Kirumi smiled at the thought. Himiko was among the more fanciful of her classmates, but she did not often make a nuisance of herself, for all her childishness. It cost her very little to indulge the girl and Kirumi did not mind doing so if it put a smile on her face.

"Very well," Kirumi said. "You may enter, but do be aware that you risk becoming ill yourself."

The door opened and Himiko stuck her head in with a small smile. "I don't mind." She entered slowly, pushing the door with a back. Kirumi expected the girl to be holding a mug or a jar that she would claim was her potion, but instead found that Himiki had a rather large bowl in her hands that she placed on the bedside table.

The "healing potion" turned out to be a bowl of soup. Himiko blushed at the surprised look that Kirumi gave her, pulling her hat lower on her head and avoiding Kirumi's eyes.

"Himiko, you didn't have to go through such trouble," she said softly.

"I did!" Himiko insisted. "I'm a powerful mage, so there's no one else that could have made such a powerful potion for you. It took all my mana, but it was worth it."

The warmth Kirumi felt then wasn't due to her fever or the blankets that she was buried beneath. The smile that spread across her face was more sincere than most that she found herself wearing as well. "Thank you, Himiko."

Himiko smiled back. "It's no problem. You do so much for us, but no one ever does anything for you."

"I do not require others to fuss over me," Kirumi told her.

Himiko nodded. "Yeah and that's why I don't. It's because you do so much that I'm able to save my mana most of the time. Since I saved up so much because of you, it's only fair that I spend it on you too."

The logic was sound, even drenched as it was in pretense. Perhaps the pretense was what Kirumi needed as well, to have a proper excuse to rest and accept help from her classmate. She reached out to take the bowl and placed it gingerly in her lap. The bowl was large, but not too full, so it wasn't likely to spill. She stirred it a few times before lifting the spoon to her mouth and tasting a small bit of it. The broth was warm and soothing, the vegetables a touch over cooked, the noodles too soft, and the chicken messily cut. The taste was quite good though and the effort that Himiko must have gone through to make it gave it an even better taste.

"With a potion such as this, I'm sure I'll be better again in no time," Kirumi told her.

Himiko looked as bright and excited as if she'd pulled off a difficult magic trick. And perhaps she had. The trick of making Kirumi feel soft and happy, rather than like a failure and a burden. For the first time in a while, Kirumi thought that perhaps it wasn't so bad that she was sick.

Kirumi was only able to eat half the bowl, but Himiko seemed pleased nonetheless. The girl also replaced her bowl of cold water and placed the newly cold cloth on Kirumi's forehead when she laid down. She would usually thank her classmate and encourage her to take her leave before catching Kirumi's illness, but she found herself craving the company. So once Kirumi had made herself comfortable beneath her blankets and the cloth, she reached out for Himiko's hand and asked softly, "Stay?"

Himiko sat in a chair right beside Kirumi's bed, squeezing her hand back. "I don't mind."

This time when Kirumi drifted to sleep, she was neither burdened nor bored.

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Okay so the prompt: “our first kiss] is going to be magical. '' With your favorite Himiko Ship :) I don’t have any in particular ship in mind (I do like Himiko/Angie and Himiko/Tenko… And a poly of the three of them 😂 But honestly Himiko with anyone~)

Since you gave me creative freedom I picked maybe the rarest Himiko ship: Himiko/Kirumi!!!

And this is a Hope’s Peak Non-Despair AU!

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“And now for my final feat of maaaagic this evening,” Himiko declared to her audience with a flourish of her cape, “I need a volunteer!”

Himiko already knew who she wanted to call up, but she ‘scanned the crowd’ anyway before ‘making her choice’, “You,” she pointed into the seats, “The pretty girl with silver hair.”

Kirumi smiled and nodded as she made her way out of her seat and onto the stage, accompanied by applause.

“My dear guest,” Himiko continued her flourish, “Would you care to have a magical experience full of fireworks this evening? Nyeh!”

Kirumi quietly laughed as she answered, “I would.”

Himiko crossed the stage to a table, and brought a stuffed rabbit out from underneath as she beckoned Kirumi to join her. “You are going to help me bring this rabbit to life!”

The audience applauded with excitement before Himiko gave Kirumi her instructions, “First, you will help me say the magic words, and then we need to let our rabbit friend know he will be loved when he enters this world, and we will seal it with a kiss. Nyeh!”

And then the audience started laughing. And Himiko started shaking… this wasn’t supposed to be funny; it was a serious part of her magic. “Do not be fooled,” she attempted to save face, “There is a method to the madness!”

The audience’s laughter grew a bit louder. But then she heard a distinct voice in her ear call her name. “Himiko, wake up,” it sounded like her old classmate, Kaede, “you fell asleep in class and you’re talking in your sleep; wake up!”

“Nyeh???” Himiko was snapped out of her dream back to reality. She looked around and saw her classmates at Hope’s Peak, all in their uniforms, all standing around in the classroom with their books in bags, all standing and snickering at her.

Kaede was at her level, removing her hand from Himiko’s arm— she must’ve been jostling it a bit to try and wake Himiko up— as Himiko turned to her, “Kaede? What’s going on?”

“Class is over,” Kaede was being gentle, with a smile that made Himiko feel guilty and embarrassed, “We wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

Himiko looked up at her classmates who were all still lingering and felt like Kaede was just saying that to be nice, “I’m— I’m fine,” Himiko stuttered, trying to quickly pack up her backpack.

“You were talking in your sleep is all,” Kaede wasn’t going to leave her, huh? “Just checking in on you.”

“Nyeh…” Himiko leaned in closer now that she felt even more embarrassed than before, “What was I… what was I saying?”

A voice came from the other side of her that made her heart stop, “You were mumbling my name a lot… and something about a kiss?”

Himiko’s face turned as red as her hair and she pulled her hat over her face to try and hide from everyone. Kirumi wasn’t supposed to know about any of this.

The laughter in the room grew louder, causing Kaede to stand up and angrily ask the class, “Don’t you all have somewhere to be? Get out of here!”

Kaede doesn’t get angry often so it’s kind of scary when she does, but everyone listened, bustling out of the classroom. “If you need to talk about anything, you know where my dorm is,” Kaede told Himiko gently as she got up to follow everyone else, “But I think someone else wants to talk with you first.”

Himiko dared to turn to Kirumi, poking her eyes out from under her hat, still not wanting Kirumi to see her blush.

“Um, hello…” Kirumi was soft-spoken, which was normal, but something felt different, “I was just… curious about something, Himiko.”

“Nyeh?”

“Something… you talk in your sleep, Himiko,” they were both avoiding eye contact, “and you said something about a kiss… from me?”

“Nyeh!” Himiko smacked her hands onto her face, wanting to hide from everything, “I didn’t mean to make you feel weird, Kirumi; I’m sorry!”

“No… I don’t think I feel… ‘weird’,” Kirumi managed to look at Himiko, who was red as a tomato, “I… I just hope you aren’t too embarrassed.”

“I am very embarrassed,” Himiko whines behind her hands.

Himiko couldn’t remove her hands, but heard the scraping of a metal chair on a linoleum floor as Kirumi sat in the desk next to her. There was a bit of silence. Kirumi was debating whether or not to reach out and touch Himiko.

“You’re very sweet,” Kirumi began, “and you’re quite cute…”

“Nyeh?” Himiko looked through a crack in her fingers, her heart fluttering. The girl she literally dreams about is calling her cute?

“And I… I can only hope that our first kiss is going to be magical… as you said in your sleep today,” Kirumi’s face was flushed pink, but her smile felt so sincere.

“Did I… did I really say that?” Himiko asked.

Kirumi quietly giggled, “Yes, you did.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so embarrassing!” Himiko hid her face completely again.

Kirumi gently took Himiko’s hands and guided them away to see her face, “Is it something you meant? Because I meant what I said.”

Himiko could finally look at Kirumi’s sparkling green eyes and felt like the wax of a lit candle. She smiled and nodded ‘yes’ with enthusiasm.

Kirumi moved Himiko’s hands to her lips, kissing her knuckles. “I hope you don’t mind that I do wish for a kiss on the lips to be… more magical. After we have a date, perhaps?”

Himiko was tongue-tied in the best way possible, only being able to smile and nod. Kirumi continued, “Would you like me to walk you to lunch?”

“Mhm, nyeh,” Himiko replied, letting Kirumi lead her to the cafeteria.

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Kirumi x Himiko

Kirumi will carry Himiko to bed whenever she falls asleep in her lab and tucks her in. Then she gives Himiko a lil forehead kiss before turning out the lights.

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