Thank you all so much for the support on the last part! I'm so excited to see everyone else's reactions to the story and how it progresses
Home is Where the Heart is
Pt 2
Daisuke x Male! Reader
Pronouns: second person, implied male
Word count: 1k+
TW: People going insane, Jimmy, murder/death, general mouthwashing stuff, internalized homophobia (this is just generally for the whole series)
Day 25
It took a while to get acclimated to the strange schedule that was required. For most of your day you were in the medical room, either helping your mentor (whose name you now know as Anya) with inventory, or psych evaluations, or just trying to find something to do.
Anya was typically the one asking the questions and you were writing down their answers. Not only was it a decent way to learn more about the other people on the ship, but it made it so you didn't have to interact with others too much verbally. It's not that you didn't want to, it's just that it's easier to just go through everything without making too intense of emotional connections.
"(Name), are you listening?" asked Anya, a concerned look on her face. It's kinda hard to tell when she almost always looks worried, but after spending about 25 days with her, it gets easier to differentiate. "Y-yeah, sorry Anya. What were you saying?" You ask, leaning against the counter.
She sighs, "Today we have Daisuke's psych eval, but I have to have a meeting with Captain Curly, do you think you'll be able to handle it?" she asks, a tinge or worry in her voice. You're sure it's because she doesn't want to leave you alone just yet, especially this early in your internship. "Yeah of course, I can handle that" you say, nodding in accordance.
You hadn't put a face to the name just yet, but thankfully this would be a good time to actually do that.
Anya nods, mumbling a quick thank you before leaving the medical room. You sigh, looking up at the ceiling, staring at the intricate looks of the metal. You grab a nearby clipboard and attach the necessary form to it, setting it down on the table you and Anya had set up just for the evaluations.
It takes about half an hour for Daisuke to show up, which just meant that you got to sit there for a minute and slowly fall asleep, shooting awake when you hear the door open. You look down at the paper, mumbling a hello before you look up and see that it's him. Of course it had to be him today.
"Hey! You must be (name), the other intern!" He says sitting down on the chair across from you. He sounds so excited and thrilled to be here, almost a complete contrast from your demeanor. It's almost enough to make you nauseous. "Isn't it so like, totally awesome being here?" A smile seems to be plastered on his face, like it's a permanent stamp on him.
"It's fine I suppose." You say, nonechelantly, looking down at the paper and pulling out your pen, writing his name down, "And I assume that you're Daisuke?" You look back up at him, and his demeanor seems to not changed even one bit, the same stupid smile on his face. "Yup, that's me!" He says, so cheerful.
One by one, you ask him each of the necessary questions, each and every one of his answers being just as cheerful as the last. Compared to the other's evaluations, he's doing relatively the best mentally, at least on the outside. If being a human hadn't taught you anything, it at least taught you that being that happen is typically a bad cover up for insecurities. But it's not your job to pry, not like you'd want to anyways.
After reaching the last question, you look down at the paper, nodding silently to yourself, then looking up at him "That's all of them.". He looks back at you beaming, but a slight hint of exhaustion plaguing his eyes "Alright!" He says standing up, and getting ready to leave the room. You barely mumble a goodbye to him, not caring at all if he heard it.
"See you later (name)!" He says, leaving the medical room. The way that your name just rolls off his tongue is angering enough as it is, but the excitement within his tone is enough to make your face flush in anger. That's what it has to be, there's no other possible explanation.
After you're sure he's gone, you turn the sink on and splash some cold water on your face. It helps ground you just enough for you to have one cohesive thought.
You hate him. That has to be it.
You hate Daisuke.
Day 36
It's been 11 whole days since you had your first genuine interaction with Daisuke, and none of those feelings had improved whatsoever. If anything it feels like it got worse.
Every single time you have to interact with him, your body gets burning hot, like someone put you in a burning hot shower after being in the cold. And you can't even stand to look at him for too long either, because then he smiles that idiotic smile at you and it makes the whole situation worse.
Thankfully you don't have to be around him for most of the day, since you're working with Anya, but sometimes he'll get injured in some way, like getting electrocuted by wires or smashing his hand with a hammer. And every time he walks into the medical room your stomach drops, because you know that you're going to have to try and stop yourself from lashing out at him.
This time, he walked in while you were taking inventory, his knee bleeding slightly. "Hey Anya and (name), I was wondering if one of you could look at my knee?" He asks, his voice sounding careful, like each word was picked from a bucket with precision. "Oh of course" Anya says, motioning for him to sit down on one of the beds. She looks at you, and you immediately stand up, grabbing the bottle of disinfectant and gauze.
As you grab the bottle of disinfectant, your hand slips and it spills on the counter. "Shit!" You yelp, flipping it over as fast as you can. Even though you did your best to catch it, there's only about half of the bottle left. You look at Anya with apologetic eyes before bringing over the bottle and gauze.
"I'm sorry about that Anya" you say, trying your best not to focus on Daisuke sitting in front of you, surprisingly quiet for once while Anya dumps some of the disinfectant on the gauze. "It's okay (name), accidents happen sometimes." She says, softly cleaning the boy's scrape.
You can hear him hiss in pain, trying his best to remain still. You have to try and just focus on Anya cleaning his wound, paying attention to the way she pats the disinfectant on instead of swiping it, and more.
"(Name) can you go grab some of the bandages from the locker in the hallway? I think we're out of them in here right now." Anya says, sounding professional as she typically does. You nod, walking out of the medical room and into the hallway, opening the medical locker and grabbing the small package of bandaids.
As you go to head back into the room, you can hear Anya and Daisuke talking faintly inside. You try your best to refrain from eavesdropping, but it becomes significantly harder when you hear your name mentioned.
Carefully you put your ear to the door, listening in just as Daisuke says "Do you know why he acts like that? Because I dunno, I barely know him and it feels like he hates me" you hear Anya sigh before saying "I don't think (name) hates you, he just seems to be more... emotionally obstructed" she says.
It makes you nauseous hearing them talk about you. You quickly push open the door, walking over and handing Anya the bandaids. You do your best not to make eye contact with either of them, just watching Anya as she places a bandaid on the scrape.
Soon after Daisuke looks at both of you, thanking you intensely, and then leaving. You didn't even have much of a chance to mumble another goodbye or anything. Somehow that made you feel more upset than it did when he was here.
Uhm, I wrote this right after I finished writing the first one and I'm ngl, I feel low-key kinda delirious so uhm, skibidi.
Make sure you drink water and eat food!
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