Stubborn, but yours.
paring: intak x female reader
genre: hurt/comfort, light angst, superpower au
warnings: minor injury mention, parental death mention, self sacrificial behavior (not exactly sh, but similar)
(using intaks powers from the movie, as well as references to it.)
word count: 1,419
authors note: this is my first fic so please forgive any mistakes! i love the concept of piwon in the movie abusing their powers lol, so i had to write a fic of that for my debut in writing fanfictions.
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loving a boy with powers is complicated. especially when he keeps pretending he can't break.
your golden retriever boyfriend, intak, was always overly excited, and made a habit of being quite reckless. sure, you loved how brave he was. but there was something about the way he seemed to determined to make sure nobody near him could get hurt, even at the cost of himself that threw you off.
you couldn't understand it. why was he so stubborn? maybe he was born with it. his body was stubborn after all. his powers are stubborn, and his mind is stubborn.
you knew he had been through a lot. his parents had passed away when he was young, and though he swore he didnt care anymore, you could see the pain in his eyes when parent figures were brought up. but knowing him, he never took anything seriously. even if you tried asking him about it, he would just make jokes.
despite him never taking things seriously, you found you couldn't live without him and his chaotic energy. so naturally, you ended up texting him to come over.
"intak, wanna come over after school?"
and of course, he naturally responds with the driest text imaginable. but, an agreement is an agreement!
your parents absolutely adored intak. they adored how respectful he was, and plus, he was a dancer. what parents dont want their daughter dating someone who's talented, and respectful? they barely blink whenever they see an extra pair of shoes by the door.
intak arrived later in the afternoon, and your mom was in the middle of making dinner. you immediately hugged him, pressing a small kiss to his lips. he smiled back at you, but you noticed a small hint of exhaustion in his expression.
he had a habit of playing the hero. sure, he had healing powers, but with overuse comes exhaustion. this had always worried you. you hated being paranoid, but what if something happened to him? what if he hurts himself too severely before his body remembers he could heal? you guys had argued about this a lot in the past. you thought he was done with abusing his powers.
"...intak..?" you were about to ask him about it, but suddenly, your mom called out. "dinners ready!"
he turned around, still smiling slightly at you. "hm?"
"....nevermind." you backtracked. "lets go eat."
you made your way to the kitchen, and intak decides to help by reaching for plates in the top cabinet, humming along to whatever song is stuck in his head, until he slams his forehead right into the corner of the open cabinet door.
the sound basically echoes. your mom gasps, "oh my god, are you okay?!"
“yeah! totally fine!—ow. okay, yeah, maybe not fine.” intak immediately goes to cover the injury on his head. when he pulled his hand back away, there was a tiny bit of blood and your mom gasped once again.
you looked over quickly, you can see his cut already closing, and your soul leaves your body. you grab a towel and shove it into his hand. "bathroom. now.” you hiss, dragging him away before your mom sees.
once the door closes, you whisper, “can you atleast TRY not to get yourself hurt every five minutes for once?" you stand next to him, and hes looking in the mirror, watching his wound close rather slowly. a bit too slowly.
he laughs, turning to you. "it wasn't on purpose!"
you sigh. "this is a serious matter, intak.." you said dramatically, dabbing the bit of blood on his forehead, then watching the wound close up.
"look, all gone!" he grinned proudly. you couldn't help but roll your eyes and try your best to hold back a smile. "about time.."
you covered the now nonexistent cut on his head with a bandaid. you didnt want your parents to think he was some kind of alien. "okay, come on! your moms food smells really good and im starving." intak insisted. you watched him run out of the bathroom before you. that boy...
you couldnt help but think about how long that nick took to close. it was only a small cut. that shouldve closed immediately. unless his powers were exhausted. you brushed it off for now, knowing you couldnt bring it up in front of your parents, and made your way to the dinner table.
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after dinner, intak was sprawled out on your bed, head hanging off the edge as he was half asleep, basically in a food coma.
you nudged his leg, making him sit up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “you have no sense of personal space,” you mumble. “you love me,” he says, with the proudest smirk on his face knowing he was right. you just rolled your eyes, a small smile on your own face.
you thought about how the wound closed so slowly earlier. you looked into his eyes try and tell just how much he wasnt telling you.
"intak..?" you asked softly, and out of concern, blurted out without waiting for an answer. "why did that cut take so long to close?"
his expression faltered slightly, but he kept the same smirk on his face. "what do you mean..? it closed in the time it was supposed to." you noticed the stiffness in his shoulders.
“you promised me you’d take it easy.” you said, ignoring him swearing that his powers weren't currently weak.
"i have been. i'm completely fine." he avoided eye contact, looking down.
"no, you're not." you snapped, tired of hearing that from him. "you can't keep doing this to yourself. you can't always play the hero."
"its my power. i can take it. thats the point."
"no. its not. intak.., i care about you. so much.., you mean the world to me. and you keep acting like you don't care about yourself. your feelings matter. both physical and mental. your pain matters. you don't have to be invincible all the time."
"i don't understand why you keep saying that." he snapped back. "i have to be invincible all the time because thats all i can be. dont you get it?"
"my parents died and i didnt, because i cant. you keep fighting me on stubbornness, like thats not just how i was born. im stubborn, my body is stubborn, and either just suck it up or leave me." he spoke faster, scared you might actually listen.
you started to tear up, even at just the thought of leaving him.
"intak.., im sorry. i wont ever leave you. but i also cant stand by and watch you hurt yourself.." you said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "you have to realize.., you cant save everyone. and you dont have to die trying. even if you swear you can't.., your powers are unpredictable. and even then.., i know it still hurts. you experience extreme pain everytime you do get hurt. and if you keep abusing your power like this.., you will feel it for even longer before it heals. and i hate seeing you in pain."
his lip quivered slightly, eyes shining with guilt and exhaustion. for once, it felt like he wasnt trying to hide all his feelings behind fake smiles and stupid jokes. it was just... intak.
"i didnt mean to make you cry.." he mumbled, trying his best to not cry. "its just.., i miss them. it feels like i was given these powers to make sure i cant lose anyone else..."
he laughed bitterly, though it was clear, he didn't find it funny. "isnt it so stupid to care so much about something that happened so long ago..?"
"no." you replied. "its not. they were your parents. its not stupid to miss them."
you inhaled, trying to find the right words. "intak.., i know your parents would be so proud of you. because even though your stubborn.., you're so brave. you care so much. you make sure everyone around you is okay before even thinking about yourself. im proud of you."
"you werent given these powers to make sure everyone else around you is okay. you were given these powers to make sure you are okay."
he couldn't reply to that. he just exhaled, shaky but real, and this time when he squeezes your hand, it’s not desperation. it’s trust. for the first time, he didnt make a stupid joke. he just held you close.
he was stubborn, but he was your stubborn. and you wouldn't have it any other way.
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