Warm Touch.
-Your sick, Hes Not, Now Hug-
Word: 2.5k
CW: GN!reader, Praise, break up (not with Kuni) Slight NSFW, angst, Sick Reader, SoftWanderer, Angst, and Slight Possessiveness.
Note: Lost Inspiration near the end, so it's the reason for the low key rushed ending. It feels like this needs a part 2, but I just wanted to post something for now.
-Rushed proofread.. so just a heads up if you see a mistake with anything.. 😭🙏🏽
Your running through the rain, tears falling down your cheeks; not being able to hold them in after your boyfriend- or lets say ex-boyfriend, broke up with you. Your overwhelming feelings and emotions in your delicate young adult heart, ripping into pieces causing you to run out his door like a TV girl in distress with your hands over your eyes crying buckets worth of tears.
You felt like a little kid who just had her lollipop taken away, absolutely balling as the rain poured down on you, drenching your clothes. He didn’t chase after you, of course he didn’t, when did he ever chase after you after an intense argument or disagreement? Never.
You sit at the bus stop, your eyes stuck on the ground unmoving. Not because you wanted to, but because you didn’t care to. Completely shocked from the aching pain in your chest and a knot stuck in your throat, keeping you from crying any louder then the tears that fell down your cheeks.
Why did he do this to you? After you thought everything was getting better, the ‘us’ in the relationship was getting better. The bus finally arrived, another 15 minutes of lonely silence, and a long walk to the warmth of your own home, not even the hug the bed gave you comforted the pain.
Your phone began to buzz but you didn't care.
buzz.. buzz.. buzz.. buzz...
Only a few hours after you had finally fallen asleep to the sound of your phone, you slowly wake up to loud knocking at your door, practically banging at this point. You did not care to deal with it, ignoring it.
Untill.. you heard keys, and the door slamming open that you decided to finally lift your head up and peek at your bedroom door which was creaked open, to see who the hell had the audacity to bother you on this long lovely night you were having. The sound of loud footsteps quickly approaching your door, immediately recognizing them.
Shit..
Wanderer walks into your room, shoving the rest of the door open like it was his to do so, "I've been calling you, why aren't you--" he takes one good look at your face and shuts up. Your eyes irritatedly peeking over your shoulder at him, over the blanket that wrapped your body, and passed the tears that laid dry on your cheeks and swollen eyes.
You turn away, a sigh passing your lips; laying your head back on your pillow. Its silent for only for a few seconds before you hear him walk to the side of your bed you were facing. You see his legs, and then his face. He crouched down to your level to see your face properly.
He looks at you for a moment, and you stare glare back at him. "Your an ugly crier" he commented. "noted, next time i'll kick you out when im crying." you were already annoyed.
He chuckles, finding your response satisfying. "HAh, like you would do that," his head rested on the palm of his hand, his head slightly tilted to look at you properly. You only let out a scoff as a response. "..mm, I can't help but be curious.. who hurt you so bad- that your ugly crying like this?" He glances over to the missing pictures of your boyfriend that used to be on your vanity, "You two finally break up?" he looks back over at you.
"Finally?" you snap, letting tears fall down your cheeks from the reminder. He doesn't say anything to make you feel better, he knows better than that. Suddenly, you let out a loud sneeze into your blanket, you nose feeling runny, and your head started to feel heavy and hot.
His eyes slightly widen at you, only taking a second before realization hit. "..Don't tell me you were that stupid to had run through the rain without an umbrella," he looks at you with a disappointed look on his face. Your eyes avoid his, dropping your head onto your pillow, guilty of being 'Stupid to run through the rain without an umbrella.'
He sighs at their carelessness. "Humans and their delicate bodys," he stands back up properly; walking out of your room, coming back in with a bowl and a cloth, and setting it down on your bedside table before pulling up a chair to sit on. "I don't need your help," you reject his help, well atleast try to. "Be quiet" he retorted, bringing his hand slowly to your for head, you feel as if your saw him hesitate for a second but disregard it, there's no way he- The great all powerful Hat guy, would find something undoable.
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The last time he took care of someone was a very long time ago, so it's possible, a 'fruitless memory' flickered through his mind of those bucolic moments in his past. Pain, or hurt, was something he didn't want to experience again with someone he, cared about..
"hmph." you scoff dismissively.
He ignores you, and keeps checking your temperature. "Lay on your back" he instructs you, "Who are you to-"
"Lay on your back." he growled.
"I-"
"I don't like repeating myself." he asserted again. Finally you listen, turning onto you back and laying there defeatedly. "Fine," you mumble.
"Oh- Good, you can be obedient.~" he sneers. As soon as you open your mouth to say something, he puts his pinky into your mouth and presses it down against your tongue. After only a few seconds he extracts his finger from you mouth, wiping it clean on the cloth again. "Your running a fever. Way over a mortals standards." he sighs, "You need to stay in bed" he instructs. You mouth gapes open in shock to what he just did, "What? I'm capable of taking temperature with my fingertips, is that so surprising? Or is it that you want my fingers back in your mouth?" he says bluntly, a teasing smirk curving onto his lips.
"Oh my god, never mind." You retort. He lets out a chuckle, as he places the damp cloth on your forehead. "I was just kidding~" he purred lowly, amused by their reaction.
You can't turn away from him because the cloth would fall of off. So instead you close your eyes. "Good thinking, get some rest.. i'll be right here." he said in a hushed tone. You fell silent, and actually fell asleep somehow.
Your dream was starting off unsettling, with a huge purple cat with red eyeliner devouring you, eating you whole, while it roarded and laughed- then a black void quickly surrounding you, and the only other thing with you was the white outline of a familiar silhouette approaching you, slowly but surely stopping right in front of your face. It stayed there for a moment, its outline unstable and almost quivering but undoubtedly a person. It inched closer, hesitantly its lips connecting with yours, and you made no effort to move away. Even feeling the warmth of their lips felt real.
It didn't look like your ex, you felt like you would know if it was him. This was a completely different person, warmer, even sweeter.
You slowly open your eyes, and the first thing you see is your white ceiling. The feeling of the warm freshly squeezed towel on your for head, and a flustered Kuni beside you, his face turned away from you with his hand over his mouth.
"What's wrong?" You mumble tiredly. "Nothing. Nothings wrong, go back to sleep." he snaps. You blink slowly, a little confused on why he looked like something had just happened. "anyways, I just had a weirdest dream.." you breathed. He peaked over at you but only with his eyes, "Oh yeah? what was it about?"
Maybe craving more of who ever that was, was wrong of me. You had just broken up with your ex-boyfriend, and you were already dreaming of someone else. Even if it was just a dream, for some reason it just felt so real. You raised your fingers up to your lips, recalling the kiss from the dream as your eyes glued onto the ceiling.
"nevermind.." you say quietly, deciding not to expose your sweet dream. You feel the towel being taken off and watching as he refreshes it, carefully setting it back down on your for head, his hand still pressing down as he leans down slowly. "No, Tell me about it.." he drawls, his eyes darkened with something you couldn't read.
His persistence took you off guard, “well, uh.” Your cheeks turn a tint darker, only because you have never seen this side of him. Like, why does he look so serious? It was only just a dream.
“Well, It was about a cat that ate me, and.. inside that darkness, someone came up to me..” Your voice slightly shaky as you recalled and told the dream that you had just a moment ago, trying to leave out the unnecessary details, but of course he caught you. "and then what?" he got slightly closer, and you hesitate to tell him, but of course you did anyways. "it kissed me."
He stared blankly at me for a second, like he was unsure about something, but then backing up slowly onto his chair. "Really is unfortunate for your ex right?" he sighs, "If I were him, I would have totally been jealous of that mystery dream guy"
You sigh in relief, feeling like you could finally get some air. Not really reading into his words.
"Mm, well- that kiss felt way to real. Never had a dream like that before."
He doesn't say anything, only now realizing that one of his leg was shaking. Something that he usually does when he's stressing.
"You thinking about something?"
He sighs, you knew it. "It's nothing important." he says. "tell meee" you nag, "No." he turns away from you. "Pleaase" you keep pestering. His eye twitches in annoyance, grabbing the towel and freshening it up again.
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He didn't know what to say or how to say it. That he wanted them? Craved for their attention? They just broke up with her ex and he's already going to make the moves on them? apart from that their sick. That would be wrong, it would be like taking advantage of their situation.
Really tho did he think he was to think that, he just kissed them earlier without their permission. What a Hypocrite. He bites his lip and they notice that of course. Curious to why he was so nervous, it was so out of character, it was a little bit of a shock to you.
"Did I do something wrong?" you ask, having no idea why he was so fidgety. It was a little cute, he was messing with a strand of his hair, he couldn't decide if he wanted his legs crossed or straight, and even the way he hesitated when trying to change the water from my towel.
"No, of course not." He responds quickly. Grabbing the bowl of water, "I'm going to go and change this water, it's gotten cold."
He leaves the room, leaving you alone in the room with your thoughts. You didn't know why you did this, but you got up and followed him to the kitchen. You wanted to sneak up on him to play a trick, quietly walking up behind him.
"You know, you shouldn't be out of bed."
Shit, well there goes scaring him. "O-oohh heyy"
He slowly turns around to look at you. "Don't tell me you were planning on scaring me were you? Heh- Maybe I should have humored you." he smirks.
You smile, trying to hold back a laugh. “Oh? Whats so funny?” Her smile contagious, he smiles too.
“Nothingg, I'm just grateful you’re here. I really don’t know what I would do without you Wanderer.” you were being honest, if he didn't come when he did, who knew how bad your cold would have gotten.
He looks blankly at them for a moment, turning away from them, “Don’t say things like that so easily.” You smirk, walking up to him to try to get a look at his face. He tries to hide by lowering his face a little more, but he doesn’t pull away, of course he doesn’t, it was you.
The moment you look at his flustered expression, your heart skips a beat. You realized his feelings, at the same moment you realized yours. Backing away slowly, clearing your throat. "I'm always being honest. Maybe, if someone else were as honest as me, things would be a little different.." you look off to the side.
He pauses for a moment, looking back over at them. Unsure if they really even knew what they were talking about, or if he was hearing things correctly. Maybe he was assuming things wrong..
"What are you talking about?" he scoffs. You only take a second to reply, your eyes back on him. "You know what Im talking about.."
He looks away, a little taken aback from their straightforward attitude, yet not exactly surprised. They have always had such a no bullshit attitude, something he admired about you.
"Honesty is not always necessary. Especially when one is hurting." he replies to your hints. He was obviously talking about you. He knew you had just broken up with that guy. He felt like you needed time, space, or some sort of break. If what you were hinting was real, he was willing to wait.
You sigh, smiling. "You don't have to filter yourself just because of me. You know, I can hand your honesty any day of the week." You felt like you knew he was trying to do. You appreciated him for it, it might have even made you fall for him harder.
"..Oh really?" He smirks, completely unhiding. He leans towards you, not too close, but close enough to make you nervous.
"Uhh, No hurry though, whenever your ready. I'm all ears." You were curious if he would confess to you today or later. His company so warm, that is completely forgot about the ex. If he could make your mind float and be this careless, you knew you were comfortable with him.
You didn't understand why wanderer; The slick mouthed, lazy academic, fight picker, and sarcastic guy- made you feel so good inside. He was taking care of you, something that 'man' could never do.
"How did things turn out this way.." He mumbles. Maybe he will just tell you about that kiss a different day.. Your lips were "so warm.." he remembers. Not realizing he said that outloud.
"what?" she asks. Curious to what could been warm. Assuming he might have meant her temperature.
"nothing.." he spits out instantly. Looking away from them again, grabbing the bowl of warm water with his hand, ready to head back.
"aaACHOO!" You sneeze again, and he only sighs in disappointment. You were raising your own temperature by just existing. Why was your body so weak, he thought.
They already knew what he was going to say, "I know.."
He sighs again.
"Your impossible. This is why you should have stayed in bed." He grabs your arm, pulling you towards the room so you could rest in your bed again like you should have been in the first place.
Why archons did you let him fall for such an idiot?
Sorry if it felt a little rushed at the end. I was running out of ideas. T_T
